All along the fence line, at the bottom of the field, as winter is coming to an end, flintstones appear.
It's just as if they've been washed up on a shoreline, all in a line. I supposed they have been washed down by the rain, but it is strange.
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Sunday, 5 March 2017
Strange Phenomenom
I just snatched a walk with the dogs between showers (and to avoid doing the ironing) and noticed the strange phenomenon which happens every year.
All along the fence line, at the bottom of the field, as winter is coming to an end, flintstones appear.
It's just as if they've been washed up on a shoreline, all in a line. I supposed they have been washed down by the rain, but it is strange.
All along the fence line, at the bottom of the field, as winter is coming to an end, flintstones appear.
It's just as if they've been washed up on a shoreline, all in a line. I supposed they have been washed down by the rain, but it is strange.
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Weird or what.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you and Carolyn think it's weird too!
ReplyDeleteIt's the land telling you spring is on the way. "Ne'er cast a clout til the stones be out" isn't that what they say in EG?
ReplyDeleteClearly you're right Pippa
DeleteWell! That is strange! It must be to do with the trench that was made for the fencing (assuming there was a trench).
ReplyDeleteIs that a fairy ring I see in that bottom photo too?
But that fence has been in for years! And, honestly, they come up every year!!
DeleteHmm, very strange...
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