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Scenery and stuff

Scenery in Westmorland. Taken from up a hill. I nearly died.













Curious little sculpture. Can you see the smiley faces?













Hills. Clouds. Moors.

Bacon. Oh how I love you, dear old bacon

Bacon butty eaten at the Grizedale Forest visitor centre. Note interestingly camouflaged moth on the table top to the left.














Slightly different perspective.













Within. BBQ sauce. Damn right.

Post something cheerful

A bacon sandwich, with tomato sauce, yay!














Looking down Holy Loch at sunset.


















Oh no, autumn already? (Genuine pic, no shop)












Landscape, dominated by Pendle Hill.














Silly dog, upside down and wearing glasses.

Haworth Graveyard

Haworth is a pretty town in West Yorkshire, once the home of the Bronte family. Their home was the Parsonage, sitting just above this graveyard. Most of the graves are Georgian or Victorian, although the Bronte's have a vault in the church.

As you can see, it isn't the most cheerful of places! It is seriously gothic, must be pretty spooky at night.















Standing room only.










Brutal reality of Victorian life. Children died with appalling frequency and parents often feared becoming close to them, knowing that a percentage wouldn't survive. This particular memorial sticks out. Joseph and Elizabeth lost seven of their children in infancy. I assume, apart from being devastated by their terrible loss, they accepted this as being a normal part of life. A great many of the grave stones in the church yard tell similar stories to this.














A celebration of human mortality.

Cakes.














Cherry blossom.












Dog wearing glasses. Peculiar flash effect on eyes.













Negligence.

Make love to the camera baby...

Does any of this require explanation? Yes? Ok, I'm infatuated with little Tufty. Happy now?

Light up my life.

Well, since the unfortunate demise of Harry, the consensus of opinion is that we need a new dog. Off we went to Manchester Dog's Home! Sadly we didn't find a new pup there so had a chat with a guy who rehomes retired racing greyhounds.

Soooo... This is Tufty!













Her racing name was Lightupmylife.

Late Spring

Lime tree leaves.










Gated stream.








Cherry blossom.
















Bellis daisies.

See you at the bridge...

Some pictures of Harry, a sweet old lad, who died yesterday.



























This was his last walk in the park, a few days before.

Nighthawks. Sort of.













lamb in a box.

Malham Tarn, North Yorkshire

Can you spot the person dressed in blue at the foot of the cliff?















Hawthorn tree, blasted out of the ground and smashed by the wind.














Sheep quietly grazing. I quite liked the composition of this picture.

Edinburgh pictures.

Charles Jenck's Landform in the grounds of the Scottinsh National Gallery of Modern Art.

Scottish National Gallery.

Regimental and Royal Air Force Colours showing ancient battle honours hanging in St Gile's cathederal.