The Stone Ship

A detour on the way to our grocery shopping takes us to Blomsholm. When the sign mentions stone ships I don’t pay much attention. These are standing stones. If they found stone ships here, they must have taken them away.

The wind is cold. The stones stand as they have for fifteen hundred years.

And there it is – the stone ship.

The stones outline the shape of the ship – a ghost ship, sailing through the earth.

What skies it has sailed.

6 thoughts on “The Stone Ship

  1. oh, oh, oh.

    I adore standing stones. I did a series of painting of them once, and these ones are so wonderful, aren’t you lucky?

    Did you read “The Nargun and the Stars” by Patricia Wrightson when you were a little girl? I always believed stones like these to be old old souls waiting.

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