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Thursday, 6 December 2018

More moor

Beeley Moor
To my eye there is something deliciously compelling about an expanse of moorland under grey winter skies. A chill breeze, a hint of drizzle in the air, a touch of mist - none of it detracts from the bleak attractions of winter moorland.

Maybe it has something to do with being safe inside layers of modern clothing. Part of the scene yet apart from it, inside yet outside and relatively impervious to the cold and damp. A kestrel hunting for its next meal is a bonus. Our next meal is in the rucksack.

3 comments:

Michael said...

Having just got back from Tesco in the pouring rain, I think I know where you're coming from...

Demetrius said...

Long long ago out on a moor for some creature you might have been the next meal.

A K Haart said...

Scrobs - we have just returned from Sainsbury's in the pouring rain. Unfortunately we didn't take the car and weren't wearing our walking gear.

Demetrius - long, long ago I would have avoided the moor - it would have been a lonely place in winter.