Nearly everything in the Lake District of England is built of stone. Slabs of slate to be precise. Of all the stonework, the walls are my favorite. Stones are stacked horizontally and then topped with slanted upwards slabs that catch moss spores and flower seeds. These walls wind up and down the fields lacing land parcels and village properties with threads that both divide and tie together. The Lake District seen from the train is like a huge green/grey quilt. Clouds never hold still as the wind always blows, and their shadows shift and waver over it all. No wonder so many poets thrived here!