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A New Perspective

My cottage has eleven windows, thirteen if you include the two blind ones on the front. They were to be kept original as our listed property is situated on the The National Trust's Hardwick estate, (see here) the cottage is said to be the original cobbler's workshop to Hardwick Hall.  We resurrected the building from three derelict walls and a date stone marked 1674. 

For those of you who are interested I will post pics later, this is a tale in itself ....

When viewing the layout of the building one of the main considerations was that each room would have a good view of the countryside fields, woods, and volumes of sky.  Not one window would have any unsightly object to view, but this, the room I'm typing in, the office/art studio/put-u-up room.

Was I going to let this unsightly post put me off!  
.... time went by, I began to notice from a distance
there was something seemly about this post 
perhaps even a little attractive ....
calling for a closer view:
 Ah! Art in the sky, 
who would have thought you would find 
an 'abstract original'
 posted up there?!

In it's right setting even more appealing 
 I will always look at the old post 
in a new light now!




Comments

Anonymous said…
Just proves the old adage, "Every transformer has a siver lining".
Thanks for a fun and very positive post.

Have a nice day, Boonie
foxysue said…
Boonie thank you for your comment, you stop me from taking myself too seriously, keeping my feet on the ground!
Charlotte said…
Let us not forget that these so called 'eye sores' across our beautiful country side make provision for us to share our beuty across the globe by virtue of the world wide web....another concept to think about...

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