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.
As we sat up in bed (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.
The clouds looked like the sea, waves 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
Lots of walking memories of the peak district from my Lancashire days until I married and moved to Warwickshire. Enjoyed your blog.
ReplyDeleteSo pleased today, your comment on Ted (gazing) has got through jumble in the sky and bits in the computer to me. We have a watery grey with patches of blue sky today. I always try to imagine painting in watercolours the sky and I would find it very difficult to do today. So of for a walk instead. Take care carol.
Lovely early morning photos of a beautiful place. Glad you enjoyed your break. Bfn. Lesley
ReplyDeleteso mystical... can feel the love.
ReplyDeletecame over from Lynne H's blog, thanks.
Wow! Julie the photos are fantastic .
ReplyDeleteThat is one place I would love to visit
one day. I can tell you and your family had a great time .
Rafael
I just tripped down the page... what a beautiful blog you have. -Jayne
ReplyDeleteWhere would I be without all my wonderful blogging friends. Thank you so much for visiting and leaving your lovely comments, which I realy do appreciate.
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