Sunday, 23 November 2008


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.


Anonymous said...

A positive thought perception. How nice. :)

Anonymous said...

Art as a spiritual expression.