The fields lay with their unevennesses gone and paths obliterated, smooth white slopes
criss-crossed by black lines running up to the woods.
More than ever the woods seemed under a spell, like a toy in the forest,
with little wooden animals and men;
a brown horse led by a stiff little red-scarfed man to a yellow stable door;
round, white,woolly sheep clustering around a blue trough of orange mangolds;
red cows drinking from a square, white trough, and returning to a painted cow-house.
criss-crossed by black lines running up to the woods.
More than ever the woods seemed under a spell, like a toy in the forest,
with little wooden animals and men;
a brown horse led by a stiff little red-scarfed man to a yellow stable door;
round, white,woolly sheep clustering around a blue trough of orange mangolds;
red cows drinking from a square, white trough, and returning to a painted cow-house.
Wonderful little houses!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful little village! I've never seen one like it!
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