Wild and Woolly

It has been a stormy night and I am very glad we have adopted ‘Plan B’, if we’d managed to pull off ‘Plan A’ the house would not have a roof on at the moment, it would be bound in scaffold and swathed in tarpaulins and I doubt any of us would have got much [...]

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I Wish I Was in Wasdale

This time last year we were holed up in Wasdale, I’ve been hankering after the place, although there is nowt wrong with here you understand, it’s just I’d like the freedom from ‘stuff’ that comes with going away for a few days, at home you can never quite escape the chores, the niggling phone calls [...]

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Field Views

 
Early one morning. Fields, houses and the English village essentials, the cricket pitch and football pitch.

 
The puffs of smoke from the chimney in the photo below, are from the tunnel of a railway line that burrows it’s way through the hillside.
 

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Fly Like a Bird

Men and their flying machines, at the top of a hill.

 

Of course what goes up must come down,

Some landings are softer than others.
Whilst we were out and about we also watched three buzzards circling, their flying skills are far better than my skills at manual focusing the camera. So take [...]

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The 3rd Friday in October

 

 

Oh go on then, for Spuds fans

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Beautiful Day

The weather over the last couple of days has been beautiful; crisp, with glassy blue skies. Not a breath of wind, so still that  every sound seems amplified, the barking dog across the valley, the honking geese on the reservoir, the rata- tat- tat call of a wren weaving through the drystone wall. The frost [...]

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As Tough as Old Boots

Deep in the woods, above Fernilee Reservoir

We found a plum tree,
 
Which is a little unusual, this isn’t a fruit growing sort of area, Mr Uhdd thought it must have ‘escaped from a garden’, I was sceptical, but was I forgetting that this area was not always woodland it is now (it was [...]

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Can You Imagine?

Gerry posted a comment on a previous post
Competing with all the others for our little place in the sun, our little time.
It got me thinking, her comments often do. A favourite pass time of mine is trying to imagine how the landscape might have once looked, be that before the Industrial Revolution, the Enclosure act, [...]

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Tumble Down

It was once a wall

now its no more than a pile of rocks.

Clinging to the edge, Combs Edge.
I started a long complicated post about an Iron Age hill fort, but I lost the plot, my brain has gone to mush, I’m cream crackered, I’ll have to come back to it later: roll on weekend. A [...]

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Sculptured Landscape

Man had only a small part to play.

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