|Llewellyn Powys at Chydyok|
“I had been working in my garden. The sun was just below the horizon and the dew was already on the small green walks bordered by sweet-smelling roses and carnations. The stillness of the evening was broken only by the whistling of a blackbird. I sat down on a rude seat I had formed beneath an old tree and, as I thought of the fruits and plants that were ripening around me, I exclaimed to myself: 'How happy if they knew it, are they that till the ground.'”
William Barnes, quoted in Somerset and Dorset Essays by Llewellyn Powys.