My life has been a tapestry
Of rich and royal hue
An everlasting vision
Of the ever-changing view
A wond'rous woven magic
In bits of blue and gold
A tapestry to feel and see
Impossible to hold
(Carol King)

The straw wickerwork on old farms in Twente is very artfully made
and gives the farm a picturesque appearance.
But the straw actually bears witness to a harsh reality: it was a cheap building material