Saturday, June 23, 2012

WILD STRAWBERRIES - 6


"Rushmere Abbey was the meagre remains of a great Cistercian foundation.  Little of it was left but the broken arches of part of the cloisters and a fragment of the dormitories."

Thursday, June 21, 2012

WILD STRAWBERRIES - 5


   "The way to Rushmere Abbey lay at first by a shaded lane, then a footpath led through fields.
   "It isn't a good country for cowslips," said David, "but we have everything else.  Fritillaries are an absolute pest hereabouts.  Look there."
   Not far from the stream which bordered the meadow, a number of the snake-headed flowers, white and purple, rose among the grass.  Mary knelt down to look at them, fingering one or two, but not plucking them.
   "Do you know what I'd like, David?" she said, "I'd like a lot of shoes, exactly like these lovely snake-skin creatures.  White shoes and purple shoes."



Tuesday, June 19, 2012

WILD STRAWBERRIES - 4

"... she went to the window and kneeling on the window-seat looked out into the park.  Her bedroom was at the front of the house, overlooking the great meadow which lay bathed in warmth and peace."