we spent last weekend down in deepest cornwall, though dry and sometimes sunny there was a chill breeze most of the time. anyway on the saturday afternoon we stumbled accross the merry maidens, a stone circle in a grass field, we walked barefoot accross the field then stopped in the circle on the way back , chattering about ley lines and earth energies etc as you do. suddenly i realised that at the spot i was standing near the centre of the circle the grass didnt feel cold under my feet, a shuffle to the side or forward or back and it was back to chilly grasss but this one spot, just big enough for 2 feet, felt almost warm, it didnt look any different from anywhere else , still the same grass.... wierd, spooky or what.
someones bound to ask ... the stones are about waist high.... and yes half a bottle of red wine with dinner the evening before.
