Borderlands ~ Distance In Time And Space


We’re in border country here – between the Shropshire Hills and Wales  and I’m standing inside a Bronze Age stone circle, Mitchell’s Fold, looking in a northerly direction. And if the circle is a little raggedy  after three millennia, then its location is surely still impressive.


Here is the southerly view towards Corndon Hill on whose flanks are the remains of several prehistoric burial cairns. To the right are the hazy Welsh uplands.



This westerly view towards Wales shows more of the Bronze Age circle. Several of the stones have been laid flat or damaged, and this apparently happened long ago. Perhaps when the land through the circle was being worked. You can see here the rig and furrow outlines of medieval fields. I think the climate must have been milder back then or they grew very tough crops.



Now looking east, the furthermost ridge is one of Shropshire’s most mysterious and curiously named hillscapes: the Stiperstones with its lunar Manstone and Devil’s Chair outcrops. This ridge is formed from quartzite laid down some 480 million years ago.


All these places loom darkly in local legends and folklore. I’ve told the story before of Mitchell, the wicked witch for whom Mitchell’s Fold is named. You can read about her grim deeds and sticky end in an earlier post: Witch Catching in the Shropshire Wilds which also comes with snow-scene photos courtesy of he who no longer uses his camera.

Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: In the distance

27 thoughts on “Borderlands ~ Distance In Time And Space

  1. Oh, brilliant image of the Stiperstones….whenever I visited it in the past, it never seemed mysterious enough, but you’ve caught something of the eldritch here, Tish

    1. What a very nice comment, Sue. Much appreciated. It’s a bit odd that it worked at all. Lots of zoom required and the light was truly weird that day. Must have been some active magic ingredient in the strange middday haze. It was flipping cold too.

      1. Well, whatever it was, it certainly worked! My parents used to tell me about the Stiperstones, but I didn’t see it myself,,,,,, and now I get it!

  2. Beautiful shots of these historic grounds, Tish! I am always imagining how it would feel to live among so much traces of history. But the closest I’ve come to Shropshire is tasting Shropshire cheese (or at least that’s how it was called in the menu) on the BA flight over to Sweden in December 🙂

    1. Hello Helen. I’m impressed if they gave you Shropshire cheese in First Class. Was it Shropshire Blue? And as for the history all around, I suppose it does expand one’s personal time-line perspective a little.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.