Castle Ewan
One of the hills still has its basalt topping intact which, from a distance, looks like a ruin and has been called (inexplicably) Castle Ewan.
Some people regard this spot as having some form of "preternatural ambience", though geologists would probably use terms such as igneous intrusions and volcanic shrapnel to bury any fanciful thoughts of dwelling places of fairies and pixies who only come out at night [which explains why we didn’t see any].
When next we meet in the Fairy dell,
May the silver moon's soft light
Shine then on faces gay as now,
And Elfin hearts as light.
Now spread each wing, for the eastern sky
With sunlight soon shall glow.
The morning star shall light us home:
Farewell! for the Elves must go.
Extract from Fairy Song by
Louisa May Alcott
Castle Ewan
One of the hills still has its basalt topping intact which, from a distance, looks like a ruin and has been called (inexplicably) Castle Ewan.
Some people regard this spot as having some form of "preternatural ambience", though geologists would probably use terms such as igneous intrusions and volcanic shrapnel to bury any fanciful thoughts of dwelling places of fairies and pixies who only come out at night [which explains why we didn’t see any].
When next we meet in the Fairy dell,
May the silver moon's soft light
Shine then on faces gay as now,
And Elfin hearts as light.
Now spread each wing, for the eastern sky
With sunlight soon shall glow.
The morning star shall light us home:
Farewell! for the Elves must go.
Extract from Fairy Song by
Louisa May Alcott