From a bike ride yesterday. Old stone walls are a sign that the land was once cleared for farming.
From a bike ride yesterday. Old stone walls are a sign that the land was once cleared for farming.
Old stone walls absolutely fascinate me. When you think about the man/beast hours spent tilling fields, removing the stones, bringing the stones to the sight, and then stacking all of them, it's mind boggling.
People were definitely a heartier breed then.
3 amigos by Christopher Weismann, on Flickr
"... And miles to go before I sleep".
I too am enamored with old stone walls.
Come, mother, come! For terror is thy name, death is in thy breath, and every shaking step destroys a world for e'er. Thou 'time', the all-destroyer! Come, O mother, come!
"People were definitely a heartier breed then." That's no shit. I was told by a very old man that in those days the term, "able-bodied man" had an actual definition. He could pick up and carry 100 pounds a mile.
Went for a walk in the woods yesterday with a tripod, my Oly E-M10ii, and a Panasonic 14-42 kit lens. I decided to try and get one of those long-exposure water shots where the water blurs into mist (or nearly so). I had a couple ND filters, but couldn't get the camera to take a good picture through them, so I shot this without the filter at iso 200. Because it was overcast, it mostly worked out.
Chris
In the P-F basket of deplorables.
Just a canoe trip picnic by my house today.
Got out on the bike for an hour this afternoon. It’s forecast to rain all weekend and we won’t get many more days like this.