Saturday, December 08, 2007

Tuppence worth of imagination

I am told that there are people who do not care for maps, and find it hard to believe. The names, the shapes of the woodlands, the courses of the roads and rivers, the pre-historic footpaths of man still distinctly traceable up hill and down dale, the mills and the ruins, the ponds and the ferries, perhaps the Standing Stone or the Druid Circle on the heath; here is an inexhaustible fund of interest for any man with eyes to see, or tuppence worth of imagination to understand with.

Robert Louis Stevenson


Bob said...

I used to love my Atlas when I was a child.
It's good to sense your enthusiasm.

Littlestone said...

Thanks for your comment Bob. Don't know if you've ever walked along The Ridgeway but the next poem here will be about a section very close to Avebury.