A growing archive of pictures - frequent additions from my other blogs - Message in a Milk Bottle and the most recent - M2
What an interesting pattern on the brick wall.
Do you know the Robert Frost poem which begins "Something there is that does not love a wall." ? Your picture reminded me of the poem as your wall is such a mish mash of styles - yet the juxta position of shapes makes it so interesting.
Hello Crafty Gardener and The Weaver of Grass.Although the variety is emphasised by the close-up nature of the photograph, it doesn't feel like a mish mash when you stand back from it.It is quite a long one (Victorian?) running beside a wide footpath which leads through an avenue of trees. It has a warm, friendly feel to it and the mature trees on the other side suggest there is bound to be something especially interesting there.Humm . . . a car park.So . . . the Robert Frost poem is quite apposite in that it isn't keeping cows out.But the poem . . . frost may not like a wall (I mean the cold stuff) but, most of us do.(I reckon) even if the reason for them has passed.LucyP.S. There's a wonderful Esther-ism in the poem . . 'The gaps I mean, No one has seen them made'(the gaps, not the rabbits). (or dogs). L.
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