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2026-10-28 · both

Skinjo Counts the Courses of an Ashlar Wall

By Skinjo

Skinjo walks beside a grey ashlar wall in low morning side light, fingertips tracing a narrow joint while studying the courses. Finely dressed rectangular blocks form tightly fitted parallel rows, their seams catching thin shadows.
Skinjo walks beside a grey ashlar wall in low morning side light, fingertips tracing a narrow joint while studying the courses. Finely dressed rectangular blocks form tightly fitted parallel rows, their seams catching thin shadows.

Skinjo walks slowly beside the ashlar wall, fingertips following a joint. One course, two, three—the count falters at a vertical seam, then begins again from the ground.

Morning sun draws narrow shadows between the finely dressed blocks. Square edges, even faces, parallel rows: the wall’s quiet rhythm begins with the work on each stone.

Skinjo pauses, palm resting against the cool grey surface. What looked seamless from a distance is full of places to begin counting.

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