Julia looks at the fells...

Julia leaned on the gate to look at the fells - 

Our path had taken us across ancient fields - 

Curlews had flown before us - 

The wind blowing against our faces came from the high places - 

There each sheepfold cradled centuries - 

Each cloud cast an ageless shadow - 

12.33

Monday 18 June 2018

Warcop

Cumbria