Columcille was inspired by Iona, a small island off the Western coast of Scotland. Since before recorded history, over 350 monoliths covered Iona, forming symmetric circles and strange ritual sites. In the 19th century the last of the ancient stones were cast into the sea by Catholic monks, offended by the pagan sculptures, or perhaps by the indescribable strangeness that crept over the monoliths after sundown. The Celtic landscape lives on, of all places, in rural Pennsylvania.


The sacred women’s site. I’m actually surprised there weren’t any leftover offerings from the last celebration, bc usually the ground keepers don’t get them all. The moss was cool, and I did see a few things they forgot, like the lock and obituary thingy.