Saturday, 1 March 2008


If I was not raised a Christian and if the doctrines of my church were not true, I would be Pagan. Or a witch. Both.

Stonehenge was supremely enchanting! We journeyed a great distance to see these beauties. Our spirits quaked, well atleast mine did, as we stood in the presence of these ancient artifacts. I felt the need to conjure something...but resisted.
It was pleasant having my Mum accompany us on this adventure. Though the day was windy, overcast, and frigid, the experience was absolutely wonderful.
When I die I will be the one haunting Stonehenge.