Friday, December 29, 2017

vintage greeting card from Mazaika

Out over the flat, white wastes of fen, over the spear-straight, steel-dark dykes and the wind-bent, groaning poplar trees, bursting from the snow-choked louvres of the belfry, whirled away southward and westward in gusty blasts of clamour to the sleeping counties went the music of the bells. ~ Dorothy Sayers

4 comments:

Lady Anne said...

Nine Tailors?

Shay said...

Yep.

Lady Anne said...

Dorothy Sayers is/was one of my very favorite authors. She did so much research on that book, she could have gotten a PhD in the subject.

Jackie said...

What a perfect painting to go with such a splendid quote.