Cherries by the wayside.
Fallow: a lovely word, which means to plough or break up as well as to leave unploughed or unsown for a time, as in "to lay fallow"; or indeed a piece of land which is unploughed as in "Landscape plotted and pieced - fold, fallow, and plough".
Edges of woods have a special appeal. They represent cross sections of woods and all that goes on among the trees and undergowth. In the train we pass a field bordering a wood. Half way across the division between grass and trees, the trunk of a silver birch stands out like a marker amid the deciduous crowd of greens and browns. It reminds me of a picture I once tried to paint or thought of painting. I never finished it and I am not sure that I now think back on it, that I ever started it. The title of the painting that never was: The edge of the wood. Perhaps it will be painted now.
Fallow: a lovely word, which means to plough or break up as well as to leave unploughed or unsown for a time, as in "to lay fallow"; or indeed a piece of land which is unploughed as in "Landscape plotted and pieced - fold, fallow, and plough".
Edges of woods have a special appeal. They represent cross sections of woods and all that goes on among the trees and undergowth. In the train we pass a field bordering a wood. Half way across the division between grass and trees, the trunk of a silver birch stands out like a marker amid the deciduous crowd of greens and browns. It reminds me of a picture I once tried to paint or thought of painting. I never finished it and I am not sure that I now think back on it, that I ever started it. The title of the painting that never was: The edge of the wood. Perhaps it will be painted now.
1 comment:
I think "The Edge of the Wood" would make an excellent painting. There is a borderline which is uniquely interesting bacause it is neither one place nor the other.
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