After seeing this weeks photo challenge, I began thinking about different types of lines, in a sleepless hour the other night. The next day I found the lines of tiles that I posted on Friday, man made, twenty first century city lines.
My mind wandered to ancient lines, and lines that may or may not actually exist, ley lines.
If you believe they do, this is one place where you may be close to one. If you don’t then these stone rows are Neolithic or bronze age.
The lady in the hat with lines is Christine of Dadirri Dreaming, she was very happy to be there in that ancient land. She was a dear friend to many of us, who died in 2014, a few weeks after this photo was taken.
Fascinating
I love those ancient lines, and I remember Christine. Such a nice memory of her, Gilly.
I was so sad I missed meeting her. But loved meeting her son and house sitting for the family
Special lines and memory
A lovely photo Gilly. Is it really 4 years ago?
Beautiful photo!
Christine would’ve been absolutely at home in this ancient place. I can’t believe she’s been gone so long, or even that she’s gone. She lives on in so many ways.
She was spiritual, wasn’t she, Gilly? I hope Stuart is doing ok. I still remember the shock of that Wednesday morning, and my walk back from t’ai chi, full of sorrow. I always think of her if I walk it. No more sleepless nights, missus! Have a great week- another short one coming up. 🙂 🙂
Meg saw him with a lady a year or so ago so hopefully he’s found some happiness.
That’s nice to know. 🙂 🙂 Thanks, darlin!
Christine! I miss her. How lovely you had time together. She always left me an encouraging, thoughtful word. Thank you Gilly for this post. For remembering.
Four years already…
I love this image. Thank you Gilly. 🙂
What a poignant photo, Gilly, although I never knew Christine. I do believe in ley lines ~ there are powerful ones in your area. We have two ‘dragon lines’ running across the Island ~ you’ve given me inspiration to write about them now! 🙂
Special image Gilly …
Lovely memories and a gorgeous post xx