“Pshaw” he expostulated

There has been a complaint……(pause for sharp intake of breath).

Mild scorn has been poured upon my picture of an oak fence at Stowe. The gnarly but elegant lines and shadows that dip and soar are apparently not enough and fail to show Stowe at its finest. Obviously pictures are required of mellow buildings and rolling grassland (sniff!).

I do not wish to disappoint so today’s photograph is a montage of a sunny October day at Stowe. I am listening to Twilight by Elliott Smith.