When Adriana was little we took her on a megalithic stone tour of Wales, she was delightful, such a trooper... Just happy and game for anything... So we arrived after hours of driving to this site, The Four Stones (aka The Four Kings) at Old Radnor, in a plowed field that was very earthy smelling (yes, other people may just come out & say all you could smell was cow manure)... Both her and Ray were less than impressed... "Want to play duck, duck, goose?" I asked... and all was happy again in stone searching land... 'duck... duck... duck...'
I remember when dad used to drag us across England, ducking behind unknown people's back yards, and heading us through pastures, sometimes full of animals, to find a stone perched on a birm in the middle of nowhere - and then sharing in his enthusiasm as he photographed it (even if we'd rather be playing duck, duck, goose...wish I could have some of those days back now!)
ReplyDeleteSarah, I really adore your hand-coloring of these photos, the colors pop out at you and make these stones so mysterious and wonderful.
Remember you & I in Cornwall investigating some stone or another and realizing we were sharing the field with a bull?!!!
ReplyDeleteHow funny that I do the same thing with my family, sans the unlawful entry bits!! Wonder if Adriana will find a love of her own like we did, or always just think I'm off my rocker...