searching the loamy earth: the reason why

Saturday, February 23, 2019

the reason why

the family (sans teenager) went for a walk round the Avebury landscape today as the weather was stunning. We parked at the Sanctuary, walked along the Ridgeway towards Avebury and then back up past Fyfield Down. Here is your host and his two youngest taking a break overlooking Windmill Hill on the path out of Avebury village. The landscape is a heady brew of chalk, megaliths and barrows. Meat and drink to we happy few.

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the land of england lieth like a mighty palimpset,

deep scored with a record graven from the east to the farthest west,

but the tale that it tells is written in runes that are hard to read,

blurred by the wind and weather and overgrown with weed,

burrowed by mole and rabbit, furrowed by spade and share,

trodden by men and cattle scorched by the summer glare,

fretted by all the breezes, scarred by the winters frost,

drenched by the driving rainstorms when the trees are tempest tossed,

till the learned deem in their wisdom that the tale of those years is lost.

for they hold by their musty parchments and the written word in their pages,

scorning the record that dimly keeps the tale of long vanished ages,

writ on the land in a script unknown to the scholars and sages.

ALBANY MAJOR