Bugger botox. The older and gnarlier we get, the more attractive we become. Witness the touchy-feely textures on this beautiful byre-yard wall, built in 1830 (from estate records) in the last days of George IV, now home to a whole garden's-worth of plants, moss and lichen and good old creepy-crawlies.
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What's a byre yard?
Lovely old stuff.
Hi, Robyn. A byre is an old-fashioned, open-fronted cowshed and the byre-yard is an enclosed yard in front of it with a big gate so the cattle can over-winter in relative shelter being fed the previous summer's hay. Dull, but a lovely word nevertheless.
There's now't we can do to reverse getting old and gnarly, Petrea so we may as well celebrate it.
I'm at the age where my face is what it is and I'm far too cheap to invest in fillers/Botox! I'm pretty much the same about make-up! xoxo
The best way to be, Savannah! xoxo
Me too, Savannah!
So many interesting textures in this photo! It would be fun to wander around this byre-yard checking out all the plants and moss and such. Thanks for the word byre; I'll remember that for use in Scrabble.
Good word, byre. I found a better one today. Reading Thomas Nashe's Lenten Stuff from 1599 (one of the Shakespeare, Robert Greene crew who loved slagging one another off in pamphlets) and he berates his critics for being "Those greybeard huddle-duddles and crusty cumtwangs in their snudgery."
So, I take your byre and raise you a crusty cumtwang! (It actually means miser so it's safe to use at work).
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