More Druidical Frolics

More pictures from the trip to the tiny henge. Here's the best photo Granny could produce of said circle:

Thomas wanders lonely as a cloud:

Lunch.

Thomas sets the pace along the Manifold Trail, post-lunch:

Peter is something of a straggler:

Granny remembered this as being "quite impressive" when she viewed it earlier.  Upon review, she thinks it has shrunk.  It's the "Nine Ladies," yet another stone circle.  Can't go anywhere in these parts without tripping on them, apparently.  Or tripping in them, if you're a hippy neo-druid, one supposes.