Movement in the stillness. 

As humankind walk away, the angel still stands and watches. 

The colour of angels. 

The strength lies in the back. 

Stark against the sky. 

Sheltering at the feet of angels from the coming storm. 

Facing the coming light. Angel of the North. 

From flat to upright, the work of a milion years. 

Cloud watching competition between rocks. 

Smoke clouds mirror the bonfire beacons of the Roman guards at Cawfield. 

Tracing the footprint of an empire across the land. 

The three figures. 

The spirits of the fall. 

Like a dusting of icing sugar. 

Letting the world know it has arrived. 

Hugging the hillside, Hawes. 

Sundial, nature style! 

As yet a survivor of conversion watches over the memory of the lake. 

When you have got a lot of stone, you get creative with time. 

The morning sun reaching down the valley. 

Looking into the distance for tomorrow's dream.