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

A Magical Place in Spring


You might remember  I posted on the  magical lane, cloaked in it’s Narnia frostiness,  well March has brought a mellowing, but the ice queen has not yet departed, we had a sharp frost last night.

Frosty lane March 2-1

Frost, blossom, verdant green growth, all rolled into one

And across the lane mysterious mist and saffron light 

Frosty field -1

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.

9 thoughts on “A Magical Place in Spring

  1. Beautiful – like something out of a BBC period drama!

  2. I love the twisty limbs on the trees. We were down to 36 F/2 C this morning with mizzling.

  3. Almost worth having a frost just for the picture.

  4. You are so blessed to have access to such a wonderful, magical place. 🙂

  5. Yes, we had a frost here too, but the only evidence of it was a thin layer of ice on a mug of tea left out overnight.

    • Begging the question, where did you leave the mug?!? Cold here, too, but sunshine makes up for almost everything.

      • On the outside dining table. Yes, I’ve started eating outside already. Just at lunchtime, but it’s been very warm here lately.

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