I love standing stones and stone circles and have had adventures getting to some over the years - last week on Mull I fell in a bog up to my knee as we tried to reach some!
Today, although I knew that these stones would be special, I found myself without words at times ; their gentle power spreading all around me.
We woke to Spring snow on the mountains
Then travelled to the Stones.
A large circle with avenues of stones leading to it. The mystery and wonder of it all.
A great and overcast day made them seem even moodier. And as the sun struggled to make even a chink in the leaden sky, a glow manifested.
A serene setting.
Surrounded and created by many textures.
Clearly the wid blows at times...
We finished our trip to the top of the island by visiting a traditional black house. Such a day of age old wonder and interest.