The old stone walls are easy to pass by, they are mostly forgotten, rarely used, part of the lost landscape of rural life, but they are not to be taken for granted I think, they call out for remembrance, they deserve to be noted. I do take them for granted, it has been more than a year since I photograph them, I call them the old fold, the quiet ladies and gentlemen who tamed the place, marked land and boundaries, kept animals in, people out.

Putting up a Sunday album on Facebook.