The Peak District lies west of here. But there's another good walking area to the north-east - and that's the Lincolnshire Wolds...
It's not as spectacular as the Peak, but it has its own quiet charm. It's a landscape of low chalky hills, dry valleys, rolling farmland, fox coverts and tranquil villages. This is a five mile walk I did a few days ago from Brinkhill to Somersby and Bag Enderby, then back to Brinkhill again...
In some fields corn crops were already shooting up. Other fields were freshly tilled. The contrast between the young green corn and the reddish-brown soil was pleasing to the eye...
Turning back towards the sun (not that there was a lot of sun) from Warden Hill, the leafless trees, hedges and dead winter vegetation had a dark mauvish tinge in the dull light...
The palette of patterns and textures, forms and colours created by nature is truly astonishing. Nature is the greatest artist of all. It was a day of muted subtleties...
There were very few flowers in bloom - except in the cottage gardens - though the soft, green leaves of celandine, bluebell and wild arum were prolific in wood and hedgerow. Buds were ready to burst out everywhere, but they were hesitant, holding back. The air still held a bitter chill...
It's been a long winter. Surely spring is round the corner?
To be continued...
5 comments:
Don't give up hope, spring IS coming! I was thinking I would forage for dandelion greens this weekend, but not sure if it's too early yet.
One of your recent posts inspired me to take up the challenge of walking from my town to the next. I've enlisted a friend to take up the challenge with me and we're planning for some time in May or April. I'll be sure to write about it when it happens.
If all holds true to past occurances....your in for a spate of really lovely warm weather!! Felt like summer in fact!! Karin
Love the shapes in those photos
What a walker's paradise you live in! Here in Kentucky the foals and yearlings are frolicking, the redbuds (which are actually purple--some man must have named them) are blooming, and my neighbor is happily riding his lawnmower, beer in hand. Ah, Springtime!
Thanks everyone for your comments. Good luck with your walk, Grace. Spring has really come on in leaps and bounds in England now.
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