Saturday, April 18, 2009

Tinturn Abbey

Walking along the Wye River Valley:


We spent some time at Tinturn Abbey–again, the only group there. The abbey and nearby cathedral were ruined during the dissolution, when Henry VIII took over the Catholic Church's property and gave the abbeys and convents to his favored nobles. (I decided that I also wanted a ruined abbey in my garden, but in moonlight or a thunderstorm, not on a bird-chirping spring afternoon). The Abbey is maybe most famous for the Wordsworth poem about the Wye valley, and nature, and God--the manifesto of the Romantics. John read the group the poem in the abbey kitchen, which is kind of funny, as the poem is about mountains, wind, and clouds, not Gothic ruins, but oh well. [1997]


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