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A breathtaking carpet of snowdrops at Little Aston mill, near Bourton-on-the-Water, Cotswolds, Gloucestershire.
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
Sea-Fever. John Masefield
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Every single year, autumn takes my breath away. I always write it off as the harbinger of the dark days of winter and forget just how perfect it is, with its gentle, unassuming beauty. Walking on this quiet path, all around me was the drip of mist from the leaves, a soft light that fell so slowly, and gold, gold, gold, everywhere I looked.
π Peak District, England
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Annie Soudain
(British Artist, born 1949)
"Meadow Path", 2017. Reduction Linocut
I'd forgotten what it was like, after the clocks went back, to now walk home along the streets of Cardiff, South Wales, at 7:30 p.m. in a darkness lit only by street lighting, and last night, a full moon. It did have a kind of magic to it. ππ
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Are you a rambler, a wanderer, a hiker or a stroller?
Step outside in the Yorkshire Dales and you're spoilt for choice π₯Ύ
We're so lucky to have so many beautiful hikes, countryside strolls and scenic walks right on our doorstep.
Nothing better than tiring yourself out with fresh air and beautiful views π β at Yorkshire and The Humber, England
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The clocks went back last night β°
An extra hour in bed, darker evenings creeping in and the official sign that winter's on its way.
Love it or hate it, there's no denying what it means: log fires, early sunsets and cosy nights in just got a whole lot closer π₯° β at Yorkshire and The Humber, England
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There's a certain satisfaction that comes from a weary feeling in your legs as you wend your way along the country lanes after a long day, with the sun setting over the hills ahead and lighting up the leaves. In the air I could smell woodsmoke and autumn, the only sounds the sheep and birds and my own footsteps, heavy with a quiet tiredness, knowing I'd earned a fire, a good book and a lot of cheese.
π Peak District, England
Goodbye Summer Time, hallo Winter Time. Memories of a hot, dry summer walking alongside the River Coln near Coln St Aldwyns, Cotswolds, Gloucestershire ππ
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Moon set over a frosty, misty lake. Frozen reeds, mist on the water, and the moon just about to drop behind the hill. Cold mornings like this are worth the early alarm.
Frost and mist, or golden autumn colour - which would you rather get up early for?
































