After seeing my posts about Arran, the pictures of Machrie Moor standing stones prompted Lynn Otty to post two poems on her Buffalo Pound blog. The first one, Standing Stones, beautifully complements my photos of the stones.
It certainly has been awhile since I’ve been here. It could be a resurrection but I suspect it’s more like getting back in the saddle. For over a year now I’ve been ignoring the little voice in my head that keeps repeating “Get back to your blog, will you?” And now here I am attempting to do just that.
The prompt that has stirred me out of my malaise is a recent blog by my friend Mary Smith who has been relating stories about places she visited and what she did while on a Spring break to the isle of Arran. She reminded me of a magical weekend that I was lucky enough to spend there with a wild(ish) group of like-minded folk a few years ago.
When she mentioned Machrie Moor it instantly brought back memories of that ancient and very special place and the strong powers we felt…
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