Un-bloody-believeable! I had already jumped out of the car before it stopped moving I was so excited! (Ummm, someone else was driving...) The stones, the scale, the vibe, the strange angle on the hillside, the feeling of somehow ‘coming home’. But I felt a great rush of disloyalty to my favourite ‘local’ sites of the Rollrights and Wayland Smithy as Long Meg, and more to the point, her daughters instantly captured my heart. It looked liked someone else’s heart had been recently captured there too, as we found a pair of knickers at the base of one of the stones...
We felt a very strong sense of enclosure at this site, as if instead of looking inwards, as many stone circles appear to, this site looked outwards, safeguarding the interior sacred space, and as if Long Meg herself was supervising the circle’s activities like a sentinel, protecting the spirit within.
Because of it’s vastness, I found it incredibly difficult to paint, however, I did manage one sketch.