A place that time and man had perhaps very slowly altered, but had never changed, the beauty of this wild and rugged place, the essence of the first travellers was still there.
(with a lovely cup of tea, I hasten to add) we looked out of the bedroom windows on this amazing view, a hill that looked like a sugar mountain with valleys that whispered stories to each other in the morning mists.
I began thinking of times long ago and of those who had travelled through this most beautiful of landscapes, ideas for my work came in droves, I am still making notes, such an inspirational place, so full of mystery and magic.
racing across the sky , in a moment they would be gone...... on to other shores, places further afield.
These pictures are the view that we had from our bedroom windows at Braemar House Farm....... It couldn't get any better. could it?
I'm in love....... again