Wall

That's it. Wall. Nothing abstract about it really, except for the Cotswold Limestone that was taken from the ground to build it. We walked into Wotton today - actually to buy a new pair of walking boots! I'd walked my previous pair into retirement in only nine months. On the nine mile wander we passed this wall, which I've always found attractive. In the summer it's vividly yellow, and in lower light it bring out the grey tones. And all the while, in the cracks, life finds a home.