4th April continued

There is something beautiful about a mossy stone wall. The different types of moss, the colours of greens and browns, the textures, that seem to age the rock in a way that gives it a perennial dignity. Wordsworth features the ‘mossy stone’ in the Lucy poems, half-hiding a violet (too early yet for that.) This wall is in the little wood by the pylon at Scout Scar car park. The combination of rock and flora, the way they share life together, seems to breathe life into rock itself. They seem to be unmoving, and yet they point us to the life of the planet that is alive all around us. They draw us to put a gentle hand on the moss and rock and feel the pulse of God’s creation.

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