'Out at the edge of town
where black trees
crack their fingers
in the icy wind
and hedges freeze
on their shadows
and the breath of cattle,
still as boulders,
hangs in rags
under the rolling moon,
a man is walking
alone:'
where black trees
crack their fingers
in the icy wind
and hedges freeze
on their shadows
and the breath of cattle,
still as boulders,
hangs in rags
under the rolling moon,
a man is walking
alone:'
Kids loved it....and we got to eat our lunch on the patio of the Daffodil Hotel too, which was lovely!
Talking of lovely hotels, the SteveHillman camera was at Broadoaks in Troutbeck yesterday.....that is a nice venue....we seem to be spending a lot of time up in the Lake District lately!
We even managed a day off today, and headed to Abbey Mill for some lunch, only to find that because of the lovely weather every man and his dog had arrived there before us and taken our seats!!
Drat!!! We had a lovely walk though!
Beautiful autumnal colour here at the moment....I used some Furness Abbey photos in our Harvest Assembly on Friday. Our parents were very generous as usual, and we listened to some lovely poems about autumn from our children.
A nice way to end the week! One of my jobs this weekend has been to write the 'Christmas Play' letters and suddenly I panicked.....how did we get to this point again...it seems like only five minutes ago that we brought the old year six children down to Furness Abbey for their last day out, in July....now we're talking Christmas!!
I could see a jay in the trees but it wouldn't come down....happily, the beck is filling up again!
Frankie's Dalton mates having been talking about Poaka Beck and he had no idea where it was...we drove from Colony Candles to Ireleth today to show him...it is lovely up on the fells by Marton!
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