Sunday 23 November 2008

Meanwhile...

The overnight snow on the Wansbeck promised wintery Northumberland landscapes. I drove to Longhorsely and tried to get lost in an attempt to find the picturesque.


No such luck. Views of Cheviot revealed snow but a frozen puddle was all that the local countryside said about winter.


A local greenhouse still had bunches of grapes hanging in broken panes. I think the blizzard was localised to this corner of the world.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

A positive thought perception. How nice. :)

Anonymous said...

Art as a spiritual expression.