Pretty as a picture. 

Fire of the winter sun over the Yorkshire Dales. 

Stepping stonesfor summer low, bridge for winters high. 

Slowly returning to the earth from which it was born. 

man made mountains on river course 

Like a pathwork blanket, autumn crept along the valley. 

Looking through the henges. Thornborough henge is a set of three henges, over 5,000 years ld and in danger of being destroyed by gravel extraction. 

Entrance to the henge and big sky. 

Thornborough Henge slowly being allowed to slip away. 

The Yorkshire tea making machine revealed. 

Return of the flow. 

Holding on at the edge. 

Sheep looking like stones in the land 

Living in the shadow of the hills and sky. 

Counting time unending. 

Low shadows and low clouds 

Cleator moor, huddling to the landscape. 

Of crags and shadows. 

Entrance to Cstlerigg looking back to the valley. 

Marking the path through the hills. 

Green is the valley. 

Awaiting the coming storm. 

Timeless and yet still changing. 

We sit and wait and time moves on. 

Castlerigg inner circle