We really have had every kind of weather up here over the last four days. The last two have been utterly miserable with incessant rain, but over the weekend we had fog and a spell of glorious sunshine preceded by hard frost. Here are some pictures of each weather phenomenon......
FOG
Origami Boy's favourite climbing tree
Misty droplets on a web covered gorse bush
Droplets on Middle Tor
FROST
Russian Constructivist ice
SUN
RAIN
Path turns to river
Drenched ponies including foal number 4
Two channels of water from the lane that have developed deltas!
Gushing from the moor onto the lane
There are only very, very few houses that would tempt us down from the moor. One of them is a cottage next to Origami Boy's best friend that has a couple of acres (enough for Trigger and a small friend), a stunning garden with vegetable and fruit areas already set up, a wildlife pond and a small arboretum. The owners have been thinking about moving for years but we've never actually been round to have a look. A phone call on Saturday got us excited at the prospect of a potential sale only to be dashed a couple of hours later after a change of heart. However, the owners suggested we come and have a look anyway so that we would know either way whether we would definitely be interested when they do eventually sell. So we did. It was heavenly and has spurred us into getting all the silly little things that a wrong with this place sorted....the hole in the landing ceiling for example! I think it's unlikely to happen but even if it gets our house finished that will be a good thing. I would miss being able to just walk out onto this wonderful wilderness but it would only be 15 minutes walk away. Anyway.....probably just a pipe dream. Until next time............Wet Snippet today.
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Ha ! almost like the Bruce Peninsula at times with 4 Seasons all at once. I see Snippet likes chewing on sticks too, as does my Lexus girl. Stay high, dry & warm, Em.
Thanks Cindy, I will. I know people say sticks are dangerous but he loves them so much. 'Stick' is one of the words in his limited vocabulary!
I love driving across the moor and envy you living there. Walking across it is even better. If the house doesn't work out, don't despair. You are in heaven already!
The tree in the fog is lovely -- and so is the magpie. Well they're all lovely, but those are the two I like best. I really miss fog. Must be the Yorkshire in me.
Beautiful.... you live in a wild and wonderful place.
It was 82 today, even had the air conditioner on for a bit too. It is somewhat warmer than it should be 75 is the norm usually.
I love that the first sun photo had Snippit in it !
Your frost photo are best.
cheers, parsnip
great pics as always. I was interested by the stones. It was hard to get a sense of scale, are they tall?
Rusty Duck - We are in heaven once we leave the house but the weather here makes keeping things watertight very difficult!
Chris - I'm sorry you don't get fog....there is something magical about it as long as it doesn't last too long...
Parsnip - The frost is very photogenic isn't it! Wait till it snows properly - they're the best.
Kath - No - actually they're pretty small and part of our local stone rows. Sorry that was silly of me; I should have had Snippet in it for scale. He's very useful that way!
Lovely photos all! The tree limbs in the Sun were quite wonderful.
15 minutes isn't far from the Moors, you still could walk :)
Lovely photos again. Frost on gorse looks so pretty.
There are puddles and pools lying everywhere on the Forest this morning. I expect you will be sending us more rain from the south west before evening comes.
Gail - I'm glad you like that one; I do too.
DW - I've just been walking in that rain you mentioned! Wasn't expecting it and my washing has had it too unfortunately.
you had it rough today didn't you!
keep safe
Thanks John, I'll try! The wind actually blew me over this morning. Luckily no one else was stupid enough to be out there so at least it was solitary embarrassment.
Hi Em, have they got a name your stone rows? Talking of being blown over by the wind, I nearly got drowned once by the rain.. it came down so heavily I couldn't breathe ;)
They don't have a name actually. They are part of a number of rows there but are most distinctive being double. They lead up to a cairn which you can sort of see, if only in that the double row finishes there. Only a few stones of the cairn survive.
Your rain experience sounds horrific. I know that feeling of not being able to breath in the wind but never with rain.You poor thing!
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