We drove around Aberdeenshire today in search of two stone circles. We found both, tucked back in working farms. Because we had a hard time finding the second, we stopped at a nearby castle.
Let me just add that the words "nearby castle" still thrill me quite a bit. Okay, a lot. As do the words "Bronze Age," which apply to the second, harder-to-find stone circle, the standing stone one, with sheep going their sheep-y way the next field over.
Stone fence to the left, barbed wire to the right.
It's a recumbent stone circle.
Just set back in a grove of trees.
This is a tiny family chapel at Drum Castle.
Looking through the window to see the stained glass from the inside.
This is the standing stone circle at Cullerlie.
The sheep are all, "standing stone circle, nbd."
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See that's what I was thinking--what do sheep know anyway?
ReplyDeleteSeriously, sheep are dumb. Thank goodness for the thrill of a nearby castle!
ReplyDeleteIs it wrong to be with the sheep on this one? Maybe I'm just feeling stateside-bound.
ReplyDeleteI feel different about sheep now that I was surrounded by thousands of them on a dreary hillside in northern England last summer. I no longer feel guilty when I eat them.
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