The picnic was fantastic,, surprising no one more than me, because the morning dawned grey and damp, worrying me rather a lot, and my silicone muffin pan kept ruining my chocolate cupcakes. (sigh) Sir had an MRI for some shoulder trouble scheduled for 10AM, and we thought that we'd have plenty of time for him to get home, load up the car and head
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The passage was from a chapter called "The Nature of Gothic" in his Stones of Venice. Ruskin's quite long-winded, so actually if you want to explore him, I would recommend the Rosenberg anthology -- it's in print. (I just checked on Amazon.)
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