I don't know why it's called the Tinglestone, and the internet has not proved helpful. It is however an unusual configuration - a standing stone on top of a barrow. The barrow itself is covered in beech trees with gnarly roots so the whole thing has a decidedly magical feel to it.
The barrow and stone are on land owned by Princess Anne - it's in Gatcombe Park in Gloucestershire. These days there's a gate for accessing the field, but it used to be a climb over a wall with risk of security people showing up if you wanted to get this close. That's left me wary about spending any serious time here. I like sitting out at ancient sites, but I've never done that with this place. Visits have always been brief, with a dash of anxiety and class rage in the mix.
The beech trees with their newly opened leaves were especially beautiful, and the field itself was lush with new grass, and full of yarrow leaves. Other fields nearby were full of buttercups and it all felt incredibly vibrant.
Also, I knitted the jumper I'm wearing in this photo, it's a hodge podge of left over wool.
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