Wild garlic and Calleva’s Roman walls and amphitheatre

Where there is a great deal said, without care and forethought, people get hurt. Be sensible and say little.

Proverbs 10 : 19

This post links with A Sabbath walk along the walls of Roman Calleva in winter.

These ruins are 11 miles from the town of Reading in Berkshire.  The Reading Museum houses  much of the finds excavated from the flat area in the centre of the walls.

Now known as Silchester, Calleva was once an Iron Age tribal centre, which then became Calleva Atrebatum under the Romans who built the walls. A complete circuit of its walls is 2.5 miles.

The walls

The bare trees.

Trees in leaf

Before getting back to the church, we leave the walls to see the amphitheatre.

It has been 12 degrees, and the wind made it feel colder, but the evidence of spring has been wonderful. A pleasant visit.

Back home in our garden. The garlic flowers are blooming too:

What garlic is to salad, insanity is to art.

Most dear actors eat no garlic, for we are to utter sweet breath.

Augustus Saint – Gaudens  ‘Reminiscences’. / William Shakespeare

I hope all is well.

Sandy 🙂