It is not every day that you get a graphic demonstration of one of the mysteries of the ancient world, especially not in your own garden. Or, in this case, your son’s. But that was exactly what we got when the gardener installed the new granite benches next to the pond. To ensure their stability, it had been decided that the three pieces of stone for each bench would not only be glued but also drilled and held in place with steel rods through the flagstones. A simple enough job, you would think, if you have the right tools.
The industrial drill, equipped with a massive bit and the weight of a man on top of that, began its work. It ate through the sandstone flags in seconds, then began boring a hole in the first piece of granite. The heat generated by the friction meant we had to cool both metal and stone frequently with water, but even so, after half an hour’s solid drilling, the hole was barely an inch deep. It would obviously take hours to drill the four holes to the required depth, even with the heavy duty equipment.
My mind went back to a day at the British Museum and the colossal granite and basalt figures there that are a mere fraction of the size of those that remain in Egypt. I thought too of the great stone boxes of the Serapeum at Saqqara. Weighing around a hundred tons apiece, there are around twenty of them, cut from granite a thousand miles away, with each lid and box being cut each from the same piece of stone. There is mystery enough in why stone should be transported so far, without wondering just how they moved them, how they got them inside underground tunnels a mere two feet wider than the boxes or around corners too tight for them to pass. Let alone the awe at the precision engineering that cut their sides and corners to within a few thousandths of an inch. And all this, thousands of years ago, with wedges of wet wood and tools made of soft copper.
As another half hour passed and the industrial drill had still made little impression on the granite benches, I could understand why there are so many theories, from the scientific to the outlandish, about how the ancients managed such feats. From aliens to Atlanteans, from magic to lost machinery, just about every possible idea had been advanced and, without any incontrovertible evidence to the contrary, such theories will probably continue to abound.
As I watched modern machinery struggle to cope with a tiny block of granite, I was more in awe than ever of the skill of our ancestors. I have ideas, but no theories to advance except to state that stone was their technology and perhaps they understood how to work with it in ways we have lost or forgotten. The sophistication of the Egyptian monuments appeals to the modern eye and we can easily relate to them, appreciating their beauty, majesty and craftsmanship.
In Britain, our monuments are just as old and often much older than the pyramids and temples of Egypt. They are often perceived as simpler and are even called ‘crude’ because they are less ‘finished’ than their Egyptian counterparts. Yet, they are beautiful in their own right and their raw presence holds a power that polished stone lacks. Built as part of vast sacred landscapes, each with their own astronomical alignments, the sacred sites of Albion encompass earth, stone and the heavens.
Egypt has a special place in my heart, for all I have yet to see it for myself. Its mythology has come down to us almost whole and the stories have a depth of symbolism that seems to mirror modern thought on the origins of the universe, quantum theory and psychology. Yet, I have to wonder whether we are right to see the ancient art of Egypt as the epitome of spiritual engineering in the ancient world, even though its undoubted beauty and precision has earned that accolade for its stonemasons and goldsmiths. I think we need to look at the artefacts of other cultures without comparison and as the products of a different paradigm and perspective.
To stand within one of the great stone circles as the sun sets behind the hills is to feel at one with land, sky, stone and flesh. It is a moment of kinship between earth, humanity and spirit. Raw, visceral… the stones do not bow to the outer form but embrace it.
Thought provoking… I would love to go back in time, just to solve this mystery…
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I wouldn’t mind myself 😉
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To know for sure would be wonderful…
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I am okay with not having all the answers.
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I know what you mean, it’s part of the mystery… but every now and then…
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I do enjoy all the speculation 🙂
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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Thanks for sharing, Jaye x
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I’m not saying it was Aliens . . . 😀
Seriously, a great post that really makes you wonder just how the ancients achieved all they did! 🙂
And I hope you got your stable stone benches in the end! 🙂
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It does… especially considering the nature of the tools that have been found. But I would never underestimate the ingenuity of humankind. 🙂
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I would still love to know how they did it! 🙂
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Me too 🙂
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Another fascinating post Sue and I agree about our own ancient monuments, we have some very simple but stunning ones here in Ireland and there is nothing quite like seeing the sunrise from the top of a grassy burial mound.. and that garden is going to look so stylish.. xx
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Ireland is still on my ‘to visit’ list… a long-held ambition.
And yes, Nick’s garden is looking fabulous…though still unfinished… xx
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Well if you do make it across you are welcome to our garden still in progress…xxx
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One of these days, I will 🙂 Thanks, Sally! xx
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So much of our past is hidden from us. Perhaps it should remain a mystery . . . A question for scholars and curious minds.
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I think we need mysteries, of all kinds.
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You have made me wonder how they managed to do what they did back then. And I’m also curious to know how thing’s turned out with your son’s benches. From the little peek you gave us, his garden is going to be very beautiful.
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I rather like the unanswered questions… who knows what we might come up with or rediscover?
As to Nick’s garden, there is a glimpse of it here: https://scvincent.files.wordpress.com/2019/08/p1070237.jpg
The curved steel sculptures serve as handrails for him to get around instead of having to install something less attractive.
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What a fabulous idea, I love the sculptures. It really is lovely.
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It will be when it is finished and the roses grow 🙂
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Will it all be done before winter so he can just start enjoying it next spring?
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Most of the front is done and looks wonderful… although a little less rain might make it more enjyable at the moment 😉
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Hopefully you’ll get some sunshine soon, before the snow covers it all up.
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We need the rain, but I’m not sure a year’s supply all has to come at once 😉 It is as if someone Up There has turned the taps on full blast…
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We seem to live in a time of extremes.
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We do. I am not sure that is ever a good thing.
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I don’t think so either, whether it’s weather related or anything else.
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Exactly.
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Gorgeous image – the whole garden is a piece of art. 🙂
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It worked out well. I’ll just be glad when it is completely finished though.
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I love the photo of Nick intently watching the construction of his garden.
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He has been completely involved every step of the way… it is very much ‘his’ garden 🙂
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I’m not surprised. Hope those cats of his are helping supervise 😉
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They all disappeared when the drilling started… can’t say I blame them! They bob back every day or two though so we know they are okay. 🙂
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Some amazing thoughts Sue. Did the man with the drill have success. 💜
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Eventually, Willow…but it took most of the day. And the holes were only a few inches deep on each piece… ❤
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It’s a puzzle isn’t it 💜
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It is 🙂 ❤
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There is more to heaven and earth 💜
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Oh yes ❤
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It must be a US thing, but I looked at the worker drilling and Nick near by, and immediately thought where is the eye and ear protection? Our OSHA laws have been obviously well assimilated! 😉 Did the holes ever get drilled or did you just go with the epoxy?
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If we’d stuck with the letter of Health and Safety regs all these years, Nick would not have made the recovery he has 😉 Respect…but not slavery.
The benches were drilled, but it took most of the day, in the end, for the small shallow holes.
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“Built to last’ does, for me, tie all of them together for yet another, stand in awe of what has gone before me, moment – love this and thanks for the beauty shared… :). I personally find the stone circles in your neck of the woods just as confounding and awesome as the pyramids, temples and such sprinkled around the world – in short, I mostly stand in awe, and then, my brain and heart start asking, “How abundant and congenial was a society to spend those resources and work together for years, or generations, without swerving much from the original plan? Or adding to it? Or improving it when some genius came up with a new way of trying, instead of spending the lifetime of said genius, poo-poohing their idea? sigh – – true beauty and built to last rarely occurs in 2.5 second or quarterly reports world, in my preferred ‘land’ but, then, what do I know?
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It is that spirit of cooperation and possibility that strikes me every time at these ancient places.
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I wonder if the ‘ancient’s monuments seem impossible to our eyes because from our modern perspective, technology involves machines, high-tech and massive, whereas to them technology meant simpler solutions and massive amounts of labour.
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Community dedication and effort for generations probably would seem rather miraculous today…
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That has got to be one of the hardest stone combinations anywhere. I always wondered not only why they did it, but what tools they used and how they got it so finely finished.
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According to the archaeological finds,wood, water, copper and sand…. and years of dedication.
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Excellent post, Sue. It puts into perspective what can be done, and it boggles the mind to think how the simplest of tools can create a masterpiece. I love how your mind works, seeing more than meets the eye.
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I couldn’t help drawing the comparison here, Jennie. I’ve never seen granite worked before and was shocked at just how difficult it is to work,even with power tools.
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I live in ‘granite county’, Sue, and yes it is incredibly strong. Great comparison.
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