Grandeur and its expressions - one faded, past its former glory and allowing only a glimpse of the elegance and wealth that lived within these crumbling walls, the other made grand by its noble surroundings, ancient and steeped in history. I know where I’d rather dwell…
(Derelict house, Lancashire, lochside dwelling, Loch Achtriochtan, Glencoe. Click here for source.)
Eilean Donan Castle as it’s never been seen before - one photographer on flickr commented, “A festival of colours!”
Eilean Donan Castle
Just take a moment to read the words above the leaded window, “Rycharde Dale Carpender Made Thies Windovs By The Grac Of God.” These windows belonging to Little Moreton Hall in Cheshire, England and installed around the year 1450, still stand today. I have seen them, admired the craftsmanship but particularly, I feel the deepest respect for Rycharde Dale. (Although it’s possible, even for his time, he wouldn’t have won a spelling contest.) My husband works in a similarly old profession, as a stonemason, trained as they have been for centuries. He also signs his work, albeit more cryptically than the loquacious Mr. Dale with a mason’s symbol. I like the pride, the belief that it’s not worth doing if it’s not done well and won’t stand the test of time. What are any of us doing now that is done well enough to last? (The answer that popped into my head is really quite cynical but I’ll share it with you - processed food: it’s so full of preservatives that it will likely be around hundreds of years from now.)
Good on you Rycharde Dale! Hooray for any of you who have pride and passion in what you do.
