“He stood staring into the wood for a minute, then said: “What is it about the English countryside — why is the beauty so much more than visual? Why does it touch one so?” He sounded faintly sad. Perhaps he finds beauty saddening — I do myself sometimes. Once when I was quite little I asked father why this was and he explained that it was due to our knowledge of beauty’s evanescence, which reminds us that we ourselves shall die. Then he said I was probably too young to understand him; but I understood perfectly.”
~Dodie Smith, ‘I Capture the Castle.’
St. Andrews church in the Cotswolds village of Naunton, in the Windrush valley, Gloucestershire, England.
Photo by Flash of light.