Quaint Villages

What makes a village quaint? It's neither thatch, nor paint, but the random humanity of no design, that makes a hamlet seem divine. An absence of any particular plan, the chaotic choices of everyman. Practical solutions made in haste multiply to a state of grace. Man's desire to impose his will more oft than not does only ill. So here's a cup to wiggly walls, to half done thatch and wood clad walls, for in our careless human madness is sown the seed of village gladness.