Come away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o
A few weeks before Christmas I posted some photos taken on an afternoon trip to the moor, At the time I said I’d be back with a few more, but then l forgot.
I asked if anyone could guess the location, only Jude would have a vague idea, but she was a few miles out.
Think Hounds of the Baskervilles!
Yes, it’s Houndtor, my favourite place on Dartmoor.Well, one of two, or three!
and a very Happy New Year to all of you.
For various reasons I haven’t been around for several weeks, I’ve missed you, and I’m sure you’ve all had a busy time as well. My time has been happy and also very sad, but I hope to be back to normal now.
Here are a few images from recent weeks.
I expect I’ll post a Wordless Wednesday tomorrow, it may even be wordy, and I’m finishing a poem. I’m anticipating some aches, pains and bruises tomorrow, because with the help of Flora and George, I slipped on the rocks at Sidmouth beach today. It was one of those slow motion moments where I thought I’d saved myself, but no, thought I’d saved myself a second time, but no, back I went, my skull missing rock by an inch. I could only laugh!
A wander around Chandni Chowk, the little plant centre and then tea and cake – courgette and avocado, no photo sorry.
The café looks across to the castle, home to the Earl and Countess of Devon.
Now if they could have just move the cars and arranged for the deer to be at the fence . . .
Or perhaps one of my two favourites.
Last week I was really happy to go on to the moors with my two American friends. I really wish I’d taken my camera, but my phone as always was better than nothing.
late afternoon – after cream tea and the mist was settling.
I wonder if anyone knows where I was?
I’ll post some more in a day or two.
A couple of months ago, I went to Poltimore House, and showed you the crumbling condition of the building. As part of the efforts being made to raise funds to restore the house, they have regular events, both inside and in the grounds.
Wild about wool was the event that made me decide to visit then.
There were members of the Devon Guild of Weavers, Spinners and Dyers.
Several felt makers, lots of knitting and crochet,
and even a royal wedding.
I’d never have the patience or skill to create work like this!
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
Marcel Proust
‘Big’ is this week’s Lens Artist Photo Challenge, check out Tina’s healthy jaws, but don’t get too close!
The manor of Poltimore was bequeathed to the Bampfylde family by a Canon of Exeter Cathedral, at the end of the 13th century. It’s likely that a house was built on the estate, but no trace has been found near the present site. The current house was completed in the middle of the 16th century and was lived in by the family until 1920.
Since then it’s been a school, a WW2 evacuation centre and a hospital.
The house fell into a dilapidated state after an arson attack in 1987. This is how it looks now.
In 2000, a trust was set up to try to preserve the house. Half a million pounds was donated by English heritage, in 2009 to begin the restoration process. Sadly it will take an awful lot more to return it to o its full glory.
Patti is this weeks lens phot artist challenger and she’s chosen a really good, if a little difficult theme, action.
I wish I had one of those shots where the action is ‘stopped’, but no such luck, I’m too lazy!
I hope you’ll like this photo though.
Patti is here, with a dizzy-making shot.
especially pink ones!
Lucid Gypsy 