The Ten Commandments

Today felt more like September than late November. Altough there was a frost, the sun shone and it felt warm. We left the house and after a steep climb up from the road found ourselves on the rocky outcrop that is Buckland Beacon with the world at our feet and the main mass of Dartmoor to one side and the sea by Dartmouth on the other. We had earned it as opposed to others there who had parked nearby!
Lots of bare grey granite including one slab on which the ten commandments were inscribed at the behest of a previous inhabitant of the house we are staying in. Bizarre?
Not far away was the wall pictured above. With several hut circles and enclosures from the Bronze Age nearby, I imagine this wall has been there as much part of the prehistoric scenery three and a half thousand years ago as it is today. Makes our four score years and ten pretty insignificant.
With the Ten Commandments meant to have been handed to Moses at much the same date, albeit in a rather different place, perhaps the carved version at Buckland Beacon is not so out of place after all.