Queen of the Stone Age
(Shoe Challenge # 51, for Shoeperwoman.com)
Remember those sheep I became friends with this summer? Well, they weren’t the only surprise this town had in store for me. In fact, just a few days later, I was out running again, and I ran all the way back to the Stone Age:
(Note the bit of graffiti, for extra historical accuracy.)
“Terry,” I said when I got home, “You’ll never believe this, but there’s an ancient stone circle just down the road!”
“No there isn’t,” said Terry, barely bothering to look up from what he was doing. “You’ve been drinking too much coffee again. Stop it.”
So, a couple of days later, Terry, Rubin and I all piled into the car, and off we went to my stone circle, which I was very proud of myself for having discovered.
“I can has ancient stone circle?”
“Amber?” said Terry. “That’s a picnic area. The council built it.”
“Not the… druids?” I asked.
Nope. Just the council. Still, it’s pretty cool, and almost always deserted so I go back and visit it fairly regularly. I call it “Fake-henge”. There’s another, smaller version of it about five minutes away, too. I call that one “Mini-henge”. It’s not as good.
Anyway, here are some photos of my shoes, which Terry took for my Shoe Challenge:
An experiment in wearing tights with peep toes. I wouldn’t do it normally, but I’d run out of time to wear these shoes during the warmer months, so it was my only option.
Probably not the recommended outfit for dancing around stone circles. Or whatever it is you do with stone circles. I did once visit the actual Stonehenge, but they wouldn’t let us anywhere near it, unfortunately, and I was 11 at the time, so I’m none the wiser.
Another one of my many, many – OK, seven – trenchcoats. I wonder if there’s a 12-step program for this kind of thing? There should be.
I wonder what I’ll discover next? Small ruined castle, perhaps? The Holy Grail? Shergar? Nothing would surprise me about this town any more…