We drove around a corner and encountered an astounding sight: row after row of standing stones, stretching to the horizon. “Pull over!” I demanded. Barely waiting for Gary, my husband, to stop the car, I opened the door, jumped out, and ran over to the green metal fence that separated the stones from me. I shook my head in disbelief, in awe. So many stones, lined up and going—where? Why? They fit no category I knew: they were an enormous puzzle of countless granite megaliths pointing to the sky, rooted in the earth. Hundreds, thousands of stones lined up in slightly wavering rows that went on for kilometers, as if the stones were frozen in the act of marching—somewhere. What was the point? What did they mean? What were they for? The stones made no response.
Read the article at
http://www.yourlifeisatrip.com/home/the-alignments-in-carnac-brittany-france.html
Elyn also describes her visit to witness the Lunar Standstill at the Calanais Stones in 2006
http://www.yourlifeisatrip.com/home/lunar-standstill-at-the-calanais-stones.html
Something is not right. This message is just to keep things from messing up down the road