Good Morning from Far Sawrey, its a rather overcast morning here. Benny is outside the shop chomping on his bone and putting his cute face on whenever a customer approaches (he has had 2 biscuits already!) The village is extremely quiet today, in goes the sun, in goes the visitors I guess...Time to catch up on chores and re stocking the shop...

Todays picture is of a dry stone wall, I have a thing about dry stone walls, I think they are beautiful, I always have!

"Yan on twa and twa on yan, One stone on two and two stones on one" walling quote I like :-)

One of the things I want to do before I am 40 is learn how to build a dry stone wall? I want to learn the basics so that one day I can make a garden with a lovely dry stone wall and some dry stone wall balls, probably sounds stranger than it is! I have asked both of the local farmers if they will teach me later in the year, they both laughed, they think I am joking! One day hey! this is a link to an inspirational site...... http://www.drystone-walling.co.uk/news.shtml

Below is a poem that I also like.....

THE OLD WALLER by Gordon Allen North

I see him now, the rangy, dry-stone waller, his long, lean frame and shabby, greening hat; his twinkling eyes; the way he'd greet a caller with friendly nod, content to work and chat. His long, sinewy fingers, scored and calloused, selected stones with judgment long matured and placed them firmly, neatly - and unharassed - where the perfect stability ensured. The wall and he seemed almost kin together, dun-coloured, earthy, with a touch of green, elemental, piquant as the weather that sweeps the rugged, Lower Pennines scene. I shall not forget the rangy, dry-stone waller, his long, lean frame and shabby, greening hat: where is he now, and what celestial caller hails him today and pauses for a chat?