Heading home after a bit of garden work today - thought I'd swing past on the way home to the Ring of Brogar - a neolithic stone circle (a world heritage site) here with 22 stones (alot missing) each about 6-10 ft tall - which is lovely for a walk and I think I take it for granted (a couple miles from the house), but we see it so much you kind of forget how utterly amazing it is and its free to enjoy. Its a bit uncertain what it means but its lovely to be able to walk in and around the stones and enjoy them - I'll let you do that too!
Its full of wild flowers too at the moment - and of course the old faithful peedie pup who loves it here - how happy does he look?
I love the stones - all that lichen - all that history - who knows what they've seen and they are there in all weathers - have been for a very long time.
You might get a bit of perspective from the folk there - these are quite tall stones. The circle itslelf is surrounded by grass and the other bits are heather and a mix of wild flowers.
In the peace and quiet - a bus arrived - time to go we think - nice to enjoy it in relative peace - but as a coach arrives - I think I'll head home and let them enjoy it. I get to come here whenever I want to - let them enjoy it.
Its very tranquil - looking over to the loch - (lake) where there is lovely fishing.
Heres a stone hit by lightening - I just can't imagine that - being struck by lightening!
My favourite stone of the 22 standing - I don't know why I like that particular stone - but I do like this one very much.
And, as I turned around what did see but a piper in full highland dress - how utterly bizarre is that? It would be quite like going on a walk and seeing someone in thier finest clothes walking as if nothing was different. Then the pipes began - turned out the bus was a wedding party and the piper here to pipe the party to the ceremony.
How bizarre to see a kilted piper at the ring of brogar - amazing but very unexpected - what a way to end my tea time walk!
Kilts aren't part of traditional dress here on the island - they are elsewhere in scotland - but not in Orkney - folk do wear them - but rather than it being traditional - its a more modern thing (so I've been told anyway). Orkney use to belong to Norway until 1468 when it was pledged for the dowry from the King of Norway for his daughter's marriage to King James III of scotland which was never paid and then the islands became part of scotland. Amazing what you find out when you wonder why the kilt aint common here!