On my first walk up the hill the outcrop got my attention, and my feet led me ever up, wondering what would be next.
Since discovering this delightful location on Monday, I have made a point of returning each day, and each time I discover new interesting rocks amongst the building stone. Today a small group of us went up, and we crawled all over the foundations looking at the rocks (as you do in such locations).
One particularly cute rock is so garnet-rich it is nearly pink. However, while I have searched carefully, I have yet to find any others of that sort, so suspect that the river and/or glacier (the lake is clearly a filled glacier valley) which carried it here brought it from quite a long way away.
However, I did find a good-sized garnet in the mortar
I like the way the different stones were used as embellishment.
As were some spare bricks they had lying around.
I have often said that I’d like to live in a castle, but would settle for an old stone church. However, until this trip, I’d never actually met an old stone church in a location in which I’d want to live. This place, despite the density of houses in the village, is one in which I would be happy to live. The view from the church is just as amazing as the rocks of which and upon which it was built.