Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Spring Fields



Spring fields

More of the same brooding moodiness as yesterdays post

Bruise Blue and acid green 6


Bruise blue and acid green 5


Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

6 thoughts on “Spring Fields

  1. Now you’ve made the black plastic covering on the hale bales look good. How did you do that?

  2. Oh the loveliness of the green fields.

  3. The landscape is beautiful. Would love to take a ride (or a walk) in those fields!

  4. I think of these very distinctive landscapes as “where Uhdd lives,” as if I’d been visiting and recognized the neighbors’ fields.

  5. Broody, but with wonderful light, especially your first image with the light falling on the bales.

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