ley lines
on surprises
The thing is, we’d gone to see the pigs. A working farm, with beautifully appointed converted stables and a play area in an orchard that lambs ran around. A birthday-in-lieu that had become a little family getaway before the winter came. Before the baby came.
All I really knew about Avebury at that point was that it was an hour and 40 minutes down the M4 from the nearest car hire depot to our house. I didn’t know that we would be sleeping in the shadows of Silbury Hill and West Kennet Long Barrow, that the village of Avebury - a three-minute drive down the road from the pigs and the tasteful stables - was built around the largest stone circle in the world. I didn’t know about the ley lines, invisible paths of energy that people believe conjure a kind of magic.