I had an hour before it got dark, and I thought I know I’ll go to Duddo!
Parked south of the stones, from where you can’t actually see them but I’d sneaked a peak from up the road.
It’s a quick brisk walk up but the field immediately around the stones had just been churned so the going was a bit rough; but the soil was a nice reddy brown.
The other day I was in the local tourist info place and they had an interesting poster of Duddo with the fattest moon pasted above it. Didn’t buy it.
I kept the stones company for a bit, waiting for the sun to go down.
And whadayaknow, the moon was just coming up.
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