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Dance that yielded…
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Sigh <3
You might not have been sighing had you been caught in the hail-storm, Alethea! 🙂
Perhaps not. Interestingly, that’s what happened to me at The Nine Ladies stone circle. Felt like a test…
It was described to me by ‘one who knows’ as a purification or baptism… and that made a lot of sense, and not just in this circle, Alethea… 😉
Yes, I rather like that…
🙂
The weather is much better in that photo, Sue (and I’m still hugging ‘my’ stone). And it did feel a little like what I imagine being in a washing machine is like, so cleansing sounds about right 😀
You wouldn’t believe the difference in the weather, would you? 🙂
You really wouldn’t! And, looking at my photos of the following day, once we got back down to the car park there was blue sky. So I think there was something more to it than just weather. I remember at the time thinking ‘what are we doing here?’ Yet none of us seemed to want to leave… 🙂
No, we didn’t… I think we had the weather we needed…as always 🙂
And I meant to say, when I looked at my photos the following day… sorry! Still processing it all, I think 😀 And I agree about the weather – it seems a bit like a dream now.
It does… but things are still bubbling 🙂