Bringing in the harvest The heather still shows patches of purple although the massed luxuriance of colour has now faded; the bracken begins to turn to bronze and the autumn mists swirl in. Even so, beauty remains. This weekend saw a gathering of companions at a small hotel, high above the little Yorkshire town of Ilkley, […]
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Rombald’s moor – my moor August 16, 2021 Tall the cliffs of stone That mark the entry to my heart’s domain, Wild and empty in its vastness Read more …
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‘The Book of Assassinations’ July 25, 2021 We were determined not to get wet, so we went to Chesterfield, on the general principle that there would be both indoor parking and a cathedral… Read more …
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Seeking the Hermit… * “Should be over by the crags.” * * “Look more like Hags to me.” * * “But Hags are usually at barrows.” * * “Maybe that’s what the cave is.”… Continue reading at The Silent Eye Source: Seeking the Hermit… Source: https://somethingferal.wordpress.com
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