
We have been out on adventures all day, and it’s after 9pm. I’m knackered, but just enough spoons in the drawer for a very quick sketch of one of the places we visited today, the Maiden Stone.
She’s an old friend of mine, and I have two inks of the Pictish Beastie she sports, carved somewhere around AD 700.
Even in my lifetime she has weathered a lot, and I feel a little sad to see the difference.
Filling the well.
Til the morn,
Suzanne
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