This was taken on the way up to the Dover Hills last May while I was in England. Whenever I see it, I always think of the hymn “Jerusalem” written by William Blake.
And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon Englandâ€™s mountains green?
And was the Holy Lamb of God
On Englandâ€™s pleasant pastures seen?
And did the countenance divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills? . . .
Bring me my bow of burning gold!
Bring me my arrows of desire!
Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire!
I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand,
Till we have built Jerusalem
In Englandâ€™s green and pleasant land.