The power of string. 

between the gaps, nature finds her way 

Ruins of a life once lived. On the edge of Rosedale moors. 

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strength and movement. 

twin classic views. 

walking in the shadow of angels. 

of broken clouds and walls 

With clouds gathering, the fort still keeps it's watch over Black fell in the distance. 

On such a day, even a roman would feel at home. 

cliff and cloud 

The wind cloud chasing across the water, while the sun falls upon the ruins of the roman fort. 

Cloud bursting over Cawfield. Along the edge of the hill runs Hadrian's wall, with the road and ditches at the base. 

Sunlight dancing on the fells 

Breaking clouds over Swindale 

With gentle glee, the water begins it's fall. 

In the dales, even the streams are made of stone. 

whispered stories of the rage of storm flows once carried. 

patchwork of colour amongst the summer green. 

Ribblehead Viaduct sprouting from the hill. 

Cats cradle for farmers 

Harvest ready to be gathered in, basking in the morning sun. Looking across Swaledale to Black Hambleton and the Hambleton hills. 

The skeleton reveals the heart of the building. 

Big sky's roll by as nature slowly reclaims it's bones.