Gaia Crop Circles Silbury Gate Post The Chestnuts Addington The Downs View Over Barbury Sarsen Remains Day House Lane Caractacus Stone Not What It Seems North Of Garris Gun Rith Lanyon Tinkinswood Clach Stein Grimes Graves Andromeda Calling Its A Fact Theres Always The Sun Middle Name Yemmerawanyea E.T.S.C. The Avery Hill Postman Vince Pickering Erica |
Excellency 6th September 1988 Watch This Space Biro Calligraphy The Flying Standard Female Of The Species National Tree Week Gregory Crescent Dear Prime Minister Most Glorious Majesty Early Start Scarlet Equus Butterfly Milking Time Chartwell Bird Of Prey Watch Me Skoda Stroll What To Be? Chariot The Sussex Coast The Tarn Golden Cloud Sunrise Do You... Darling |
When the Land slipped And left exposed the Stone, When the streams grew And made the curving hone, When the trees pointed to the Stars, When Man first knew of Mars, He needed not iron bars. He needed not the corrosive metal To keep this Land in such fine fettle, The warming Sun and Standstill moon Enough to warm and light each room. But Animals, Such free spirits as they are, Heed not the boundary, Travel far. Then the Farmer draws the line, And with stick and length of twine Marks the squares and rectangle shape, On this rolling, natural, landscape. He stood up Rocks Five thousand years before To plot the Seasons and the Sky, And later when these Pieces wandered And Man could not remember why, He used them for his House of Clay, And for his gateway to open land Where all Gods creatures are free to fly. Church House Wrotham Kent |