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Tag: ruins
Ruins
There’s something wonderful about ruins. They speak of age, memory and past lives, and stand as a living protest against time’s destruction. There’s a dignity about them, even in their decaying and worn-out appearance.
These ruins are part of the old Scotney Castle in Kent. Loved our visit there. Took this shot with my iPhone.
From My Sketchbook
I enjoy sketching ruins. They are wonderful retainers of memory. This is a sketch I did of a cottage in Ireland.
Snapshots Of My World 