I find it hard to believe that an International treasure like Stone Henge would be dismantled and the "rocks" sent back to where they think they came from for Archeological discoveries, that would be like tearing down the pyramids to see what is under them.
Realm: Éire (okay fine, it's really PA, USA but that's just boring.)
So basically....on what day are we not suppose to fly on!?
If we could just stand here, without the words, would that be enough? ..Look at the sky now. What color is it? Or the way a hawk flies. Or you wake up and your ribs are bruised thinking so hard on somebody. What do you call that?
"Don't cross the street if you can't get out of the kitchen"