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.
Leya has posted some stunning photos this week, for her challenge of ‘fences’. I really like the Tolkien quote she’s included, but I’ll let you find it for yourself.
Mine is a little wooden fence around a pretty thatched cottage in east Devon.
It would be a nice place for a holiday wouldn’t it?
Join Leya here.
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.
Pink sky at night . . .
Aside from pink September photos, I’m in the pink today because I have one day to work, then I’m off for 16, woohoo, by tomorrow I’ll be bouncing off the walls.
If you’re a certain age, you may have been given Rose Hip Syrup as a child. The bright red round and oval gems were used as a tonic to prevent winter colds because they’re rich in vitamin C. But did you also know they were baked in tarts, added to wine, marmalade and made into soup? Best of all, they were used as anti varicose vein tea!
Now, the only thing I’ve ever done with haws is mix them with crab apples to make jelly, what about you? Well apparently, since Roman times the cheerful sprays of berries have been picked not just for jellies and jams, but to make wine and as a cure for the headaches that drinking might have caused! Women also gathered them for dyeing their hair, I touched mine up yesterday, I wonder if it’s worth a try.
I’ve always fancied myself as a medicine woman, a curandera, perhaps in a previous life.
Six Word Saturday
The new Dawlish Countryside Park
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