Ruins of a life once lived. On the edge of Rosedale moors. 
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When big sky's, meet rolling countryside. When nature meets the spiritual offerings of humankind. When nature turns and water flows once more. Please respect the copyright of the photographer.
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- Learning to view the world anew and share the things I see. Each day is a new step on old paths revisited. So guess that makes me just one more passenger on this planet of ours.
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- The power of string.
- between the gaps, nature finds her way
- Ruins of a life once lived. On the edge of Roseda...
- wondering if factor 25 was going to be strong eno...
- big sky requires big angel, must be of good healt...
- 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 ...
- On such a day, even a roman would feel at home.
- cliff and cloud
- The wind cloud chasing across the water, while th...
- Cloud bursting over Cawfield. Along the edge of t...
- 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 ...
- 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 m...
- The skeleton reveals the heart of the building.
- Big sky's roll by as nature slowly reclaims it's...
- Looking across to Penhill, carved by ice, details ...
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