Something there is that doesn’t love a wall

Before I built a wall I’d ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offence.
                     ~ Mending Wall, Robert Frost

Out walking today I came across this villa, of the sort I like – tall windows, interesting roof pitch, slightly jaded. A place filled with stories.

The original entrance gate, for those on foot at least, has been walled up. I thought this a shame. The road is busy, not many approach houses on foot any more. The door has had its day. But still I think it sad…

It stands proudly behind that wall though. Despite the slur. Despite its time having gone and being unlikely to ever return.

It is, I think, a particularly noble door.


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