Tuesday, 17 February 2015

Old ivy

We went to an archery event a few weekends ago in what used to be one of the old estates of Ireland, and in a field that was once a kitchen garden -- we could see the stone ruin on the south side where, I guess, melons and tomatoes were once grown. Since the decline of that self-sufficient age, ivy had grown up the surrounding walls, their vines grown touch and knobbly over the decades.

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