Cluster of houses
and a fortified town wall
medieval streets.
by Scooj
Cluster of houses
and a fortified town wall
medieval streets.
by Scooj
Italians do
medieval pageantry
so brilliantly.
by Scooj
In Cortona streets
I chance upon some wheatpasres
well, who’d have thought that?
by Scooj
Rolling wooded hills
peppered with small farmhouses
unparalleled view.
by Scooj
.
From an early start
and weary miles; cicadas
sing us a welcome.
.
by Scooj
There’s too much to do
what is undone stays undone;
holiday begins.
by Scooj
Now that he is gone
I think more about him than
when he was living.
by Scooj
fluffy, scruffy ball
in uncertain surroundings;
young bird forages.
by Scooj
Unbothered by my
hanging, dragonfly alights
on the whiligig.
by Scooj
A competition
between giants and christians;
Cheesewring legacy.
by Scooj
A local legend says that the Cheesewring is the result of a contest between a man and a giant. When Christianity had just been introduced to the British Islands, the giants who lived at the top of the mountains were not happy about it. The saints had invaded their land and were declaring their wells as sacred. One of the larger giants, Uther, was given the task of ridding their land of the saints. He confronted the frail Saint Tue, who proposed a rock throwing contest. If Uther won, the saints would leave Cornwall. If Saint Tue won, then the giants would convert to Christianity.
Uther took his turn first and easily threw a small rock to the top of nearby Stowe’s Hill. Tue prayed for assistance, and picking up a huge slab found it was very light. One after the other, they threw their rocks, stacking them up in perfect piles. When the score was twelve stones each, Uther threw a thirteenth stone, but it rolled down the hill. Tue picked up this fallen stone, and as he lifted it, an angel appeared to carry it to the top of the pile of rocks. Seeing this, Uther conceded, and most of the giants decided to follow Christianity after that.
