Figure in a Landscape
Thursday, October 13th, 2005 10:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tamaranthWhen I see a path, I wonder who walks it, where it goes, how unthinkingly familiar it is to somebody.
In the desert, signs of life are sparse but persistent: that path I eyed, curving around the corner of an outcrop, might last have been walked a century ago. (Though chances are that anything close to the road is in use.)
The narrow twisting paths, punctuated with stacked stones from field-clearing, were very different to the hollow tracks of the Downs: I suppose the soft chalk and the relative wetness of Sussex makes erosion more rapid.
In the desert, signs of life are sparse but persistent: that path I eyed, curving around the corner of an outcrop, might last have been walked a century ago. (Though chances are that anything close to the road is in use.)
The narrow twisting paths, punctuated with stacked stones from field-clearing, were very different to the hollow tracks of the Downs: I suppose the soft chalk and the relative wetness of Sussex makes erosion more rapid.
