"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)

The Nature Of Stone

From our kind hosts’ garden

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To still glorious ruins

The transience of beauty.

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Pictures taken in the Yorkshire Dales and the ruins of Fountains Abbey.

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4 responses

  1. I can hear the echoes of the past in these stones.

    June 4, 2011 at 6:10 pm

    • With almost nine hundred years of history behind them, what wisdom they might share.
      But maybe none would choose to listen…

      June 4, 2011 at 6:15 pm

  2. Those photos of the abbey — why do I think the suggest the state of the church — glorious ruins and even the bit of (green) life trying to emerge from the stone?

    June 5, 2011 at 3:37 am

    • It is good you see and focus on the resilience of emerging new life. My feelings were sadness for the wanton vandalism which ensued from a King’s greed and lust

      June 5, 2011 at 5:09 am

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