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Today's castle, Burg Liechtenstein at Kusel, was much grander and had much less personality than Burg Nanstein at Landstuhl. I kind of struck off by myself with Wendy trailing after me, so I got lots of clean pictures with no arms in the corners or anything. And a couple good ones of Wendy. There was a six-story square tower rebuilt so you could go all the way up; we huffed to the top and took pictures in all directions, with a lovely view of the unbelievably yellow fields that seem to be prevalent in Rheinland-Palatinate. There was a great hall with no roof, and a series of mazelike walls wide enough to walk on. My castle must have walls thick enough to walk on, preferably also thick enough to walk inside. Since I don't need them for defense, I might as well use them for secret passages.
The most appealing thing, I suppose, is the overgrownness. The Reynolds love of burgeoning plants has its hold on me, though I care little for their upkeep. There are grass and sometimes shrubs on the tops of the walls concave enough to hold soil, and I love the Underhill feel with the affection of eleventy-one hobbits. Certain ruins are better than certain upkempt castles, because of the sod in unexpected places. And the older they are, the more likely it is they used boulders that were already there as the foundations for towers or arches, which makes them look like they just kind of grew there. I love rocks, and putting them to use makes me happy.
Tomorrow should be especially happy; we're set for Idar-Oberstein, on the Jewel Road of Germany. There are going to be lots of good rocks there.
The most appealing thing, I suppose, is the overgrownness. The Reynolds love of burgeoning plants has its hold on me, though I care little for their upkeep. There are grass and sometimes shrubs on the tops of the walls concave enough to hold soil, and I love the Underhill feel with the affection of eleventy-one hobbits. Certain ruins are better than certain upkempt castles, because of the sod in unexpected places. And the older they are, the more likely it is they used boulders that were already there as the foundations for towers or arches, which makes them look like they just kind of grew there. I love rocks, and putting them to use makes me happy.
Tomorrow should be especially happy; we're set for Idar-Oberstein, on the Jewel Road of Germany. There are going to be lots of good rocks there.
