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 |
You talk to me Of megalithic Yards And Angle of Declension, This way to Moonrise, and Capella, But no mention Of how my heart sings When I see the Cup Marks, and the Rings For real. There The Great Bear and Ursa Major, Circumpolar extravaganza. Here My feet above the ground, For I have found In Caithness, Wiltshire, and Lands End, Where Stately Stones, in line and bend Create Their magic in my mind. It may be written black and white In Oxbridge and The Society, But the Real Truth, plain to see, Is written on my heart. For Truth is nothing without feeling, And these Rocks, so appealing, Their naturalness Cannot be ignored. |