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

Moving Mountains


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Is it really a week ago we were in Wales? Sigh. So where did that week go?

It is eerily quiet here in this bit of Derbyshire, not a plane in the sky. Whilst we live under the flight path of Manchester airport, we don’t pay much attention to the approaching planes, they aren’t so low at this point to be ‘in your face’ but there presence is part of the white noise that makes up the ‘soundscape’. It is odd when they are not there, it is like the birds not singing or as  they used to say in the old cowboy films ‘ I don’t like it, something’s wrong, its too quiet out there’. I hope we don’t get ambushed.

Apparently there was a stunning sunset last night as a result of the Icelandic dust clouds. I missed it. But here is the sunset from our guest house in Wales, Cae Du,  near Blaenau Ffestiniog (which was comfortable very welcoming and has stunning views.)

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and a little later



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.

8 thoughts on “Moving Mountains

  1. Lovely sunset in Wales. I too missed the spectacular one over Manchester, and any ash that might have fallen. I was a bit disappointed about that. We get Saharan sand falling on us regularly, after all.

    Glad to hear you enjoyed your holiday. Hope Spud behaved himself in the guest house.

    • Magic views over Manchester from Kinder last night – a sort of strontium red if I remember my school chemistry correctly.

  2. We were in Blaenau Ffestiniog ourselves no more than a week ago. Asked what it was like to live there, the cabby (yep, we missed the bus we needed) said “You either love it or hate it.” Horses for courses.

    There are some wonderful places to visit in these islands and, as a matter of fact, I would place Derbyshire pretty high on the list.

    I love to travel but I also love to come home again. (Yes, even to London!)

  3. Before 9/11, I wasn’t really aware of the sound of airplanes in the sky, After 9/11, when there were no planes I loved the quietude after the tragedy. When they started flying again, I found the sound very disturbing even though they were far away.

  4. I’m in the flight path for Edinburgh, but so close that when they go overhead, the wheels are down. It’s eerily quiet without them. I’ve also had to explain to customers abroad that the flying ban means their cheques might be a little late – they hadn’t really pondered the meaning of the “airmail” sticker on the envelopes!

  5. This is great! I love the mountains whizzing by…

  6. I am sorry about the chaos. Mama Nature will have her say. You will probably have quite a few lovely sunsets out of it if our experience with Mt. St. Helen’s is any guide. Small compensation for homeless Icelanders.

  7. Nice pictures Uphill
    My mother in law actually seriously said to me that she hadnt put the washing out because of the ash cloud, haha. I laughed at that one.
    We have been told we may have problems recieving parts from America this week for work.

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