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My friend George took me here today and didn't let on where we were going or what we'd see, just a walk around the village...so I was blown away when we entered into these woods from a snow covered field after a walk up the frosty hill, blades of crunchy grass twinkling in the sunshine. Beneath the ground are a series of caves and some have collapsed leaving sink holes that fall deep into darkness awesome and equally frightening. If there was a place to throw all those unwanted thoughts and negative patterns this is it...A gift to Mother Earth to reuse and regenerate. The Ancient Yew Trees grow around huge boulders of limestone rock creating what are called scowles.
A Divine Union of Rock & Yew
A perfect end to the year.
