Landscapes really aren’t something I’m any good at, but that’s what Amy challenged us to post, so here I go.
Dartmoor, just a little way north of Scorhill circle, and south west of Gidleigh, this is the Wallabrook clapper bridge. As you know, Scorhill is a place I love.
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 . . .
Judging by the number of people waiting, I’d say the train’s behind time.
Nabbed today for day two of Becky’s square challenge, at the wonder that is Trago mills.
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.
I’m missing lots of wonderful blogs posts! Apologies to those of you who I haven’t visited for a while, the last month has been full on crazy, but in a good way.
Here’s a photo from a trip to Dartmoor yesterday.
The light was lovely, then, as often happens up there, the mist arrived an hour later.
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.
‘Big’ is this week’s Lens Artist Photo Challenge, check out Tina’s healthy jaws, but don’t get too close!
And I feel the need for flowers,
especially pink ones!
Becky has wonderful Easter flowers today.