Making the effort to pick up the camera, drive five minutes from home and lace up the walking boots.
Looking along the Harthope Valley.
Walking along the (very muddy) path up onto the moor, staying parallel to the river.
Lichens, not snow.
Collecting a pocketful of lichen from fallen branches – fabric dyeing experiments to follow soon.
Humps, bumps, remains of tumuli and homesteads.
Cheviot Hills at our backs, Happy Valley below.
Returning to Daisy. Effective camouflage.
Contemplation. Or waiting patiently for your wife to finish taking (more) photographs.
Purple, silver, orange, ochre.
Wishing I had my paints with me.
Muddy boots and treasures from Mother Nature.