Hey Morfe,
Know what ya mean re stones feeling regulated and settled within a landscape- like I said- only a handful of sites had any such effect on me.
As for woods- brrrrrrrr!- there's a small wood about 30 mins drive outside Edinburgh which I was first shown by an old college mate about 10 years ago. You drive down a single track road (which is reputedly haunted by the ghost of a child who died under the wheels of a school bus there) and pass a small church at the bottom of a small glen. The road ends in a tiny car park with the woods over the river. Somes mates who were visting had their car thumped by something unseen whilst sitting in this car park. Across an old stone bridge is the gate leading to the woods, next to which is an amazing Faerie tale cottage- a house to die for. The first time I took my dog down there he totally refused to go through the gate! Although me n him went down again at Yule- the place was covered in a thick layer of snow, it was just getting dark and the cottage was full of faerie lights- gorgeous! Up the path at the start of the woods I've found many small coloured packages tied in the trees. Then the woods get dark, the paths get small and the mind starts playing tricks. I've been sitting by the river before and looked behind to see the kids whos voices I heard coming down the path behind me, but, of course..........