"O the old wall here! How I could pass
Life in a long midsummer day,
My feet confined to a plot of grass,
My eyes from a wall not once away!"
~ Robert Browning
Sunday Sayings – A pick from the poets, writers or scriptures
"O the old wall here! How I could pass
Life in a long midsummer day,
My feet confined to a plot of grass,
My eyes from a wall not once away!"
~ Robert Browning
Sunday Sayings – A pick from the poets, writers or scriptures
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If I am going to be immured, I’d like a drystone wall – then I can think about the craftsman’s skill piecing it together … and the lichen and plants claiming their space.
yes nothing to hold it together other than gravity and plants – though often these are removed to help ‘air’ the wall
Love this!
yes indeed – a wall that blends into the landscape
Indeed it does.