Early morning after the rain, and the abandoned fourteenth-century lichen-encrusted castle provides a haunt for rooks unaware of its past centuries or the vanished life of its great halls. A farmstead and outhouses nestle for comfort around the ancient walls, which echo the rooks’ plaintive call.
30" x 48" acrylic on canvas.
For other antiquities see Pied Wagtail.
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