Just repeating the words, Standing Stones, makes me think of Scotland, the land of my father's ancestors.
No, the photo was not taken in Scotland. Once again, while traveling the Country Roads on the Prairie, I found this interesting group of stones.
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Nor the significance of their existence.
What I do know is, I can close my eyes and dream of a land I wish to visit. A land where my father's great-great-great grandfather walked with his clan....