There is something magical about old stone barn and house foundations. I can remember even when I was very young seeing old stone buildings and standing inside these kind of half fallen down structures and experiencing a kind of far away feeling. It isn't something you can describe. It's just a sense that you have, and others who have felt and know that same feeling can relate to it I'm sure.
The walls of stone Andy and I discovered that winter's day brought back some old memories of hanging around ruins and feeling like the stones were speaking to me, and it seemed to me for a brief moment Andy experienced a similar feeling of wonder.