Food for Thought for Friday: Belsay Hall -- Picture Poem

The cow parsley now is 7 feet high

Bella Donna ranges high from cracks in the quarry wall

rose scents the air like votive prayer

gunneras shade the margins of the toad's customary lair

no matter the weather, rock remains shady cool 

the overhang of trees dapples the paths

At every level there is life at the Hall

Toothwart to roses there is room for all

BELSAY HALL & GARDENS