Reclamation
Cornwall is littered with the ruins of engine houses. For me, this might just be the most picturesque with its crenellated chimney, lichen and ivy coated walls.
A blanket of heather and wildflowers bloomed along the slag heaps leading to the foot of the mine. It looked as if the landscape was slowly reclaiming that which had been built upon it.
As the sun rose, it kissed the top of the engine house.
© Paul Marsden, 2024. All Rights Reserved.