pit-tackle

Updated: May 9, 2025

Nature herself seems to wield a new peculiar spell in such association old quarries, the rusting tramways choked with fern; forgotten mines with the wild vine twining tenderly about the old iron of dismantled pit-tackle, grown as green as itself with the summer rains; roads once dusty with haste over which only the moss and the trailing arbutus now leisurely travel.

Richard Le Gallienne - Vanishing Roads and Other Essays