Showing posts with label Foxfield. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Foxfield. Show all posts

Tuesday, 17 October 2017

Old Barn

I pass this old barn regularly, it lies a field, banking and stream  away from the main road and as the sun sets the light accentuates the red brickwork and the building take on another character with a glowing abstract pattern.  This effect could only be captured from the road which is busy with traffic and no parking - I have never plotted out my camera approach.  It is too late now.  The high winds of Ex hurricane Ophelia which recently made landfall from the Atlantic has done for it. As I drove past today the front
and side walls have collapsed and the roof is lying inside.
It looks as though the more sturdy slate at the back is still in place which may be why the majority of the Lake District barns are made from this local material and
have stood the test of time. This old cruck barn in the Lickle Valley lies beneath the wonderfully named Hovel Knott and has been here for hundreds of years and is still in use. 
Here is the interior curved cruck or crook frame supporting the roof with contrasting modern plastic containers. The old and new. 

An entry to ABC Wednesday, a journey through the alphabet, this week sojourning at O here

   

Tuesday, 7 February 2017

Exposed

The sands of Morecambe Bay came into view as on Saturday I gained modest height on Hampsfell by the lone exposed tree and if on cue the sky darkened
with just some shafts of light tracing the the winding tidal gullies. The sharp wind blew and then the hail shower started so I tucked my camera away and continued on thankful that I was well wrapped up against the elements.

The hardy snowdrops seem enured to the elements and have started to flower like a signpost

to more gentle seasons to come.
  
A warm summer's day on the footpath that links the villages of Foxfield and Broughton which at this point crosses the Eccle Rigg's nine hole golf course but something had changed nearby when I walked this way at the end of 2016 for the small indistinct pond that lies at the bottom
had been cleaned out and grown a bit bigger and deeper.  The notice asks everyone to stay away from the now exposed edges until it settles and regrows.   I think they are trying to improve the drainage but in the meantime
I look forward to some reflection opportunities when I might improve on this photograph.

An entry to ABC Wednesday, a journey through the alphabet, this week sojourning at E here

Tuesday, 20 September 2011

ABC Wednesday - Journey

To journey by bike is the best way to see a country, faster than walking yet slow enough see the sights and meet the people.  This bike was outside the port office in La Roche Bernard so perhaps the owner had another mode of transport for his journey in mind such as
this one which would take the three sailors out into the Atlantic. If a little more comfort is required maybe something bigger would take one to another country
 such as this ferry leaving Portsmouth bound for St Malo. Or maybe journey across continents by train
although you would have to pick the right day with my local line up the coast. This photo was taken on Sunday and no trains ever run on that day.   So maybe it would be better to jump on
a motor bike like this one.

The ABC Wednesday journey from A to Z has reached the letter J

Monday, 10 August 2009

The Prince Run In the Points

Sunday's local celebration of cricket that is the Jimmy Hull Trophy knock out. A short form of cricket which is 7 players a team and limited runs per player. The teams, as in the best of traditions, are from the local pubs. Here is my local the Prince of Wales, having reached the semi finals, fielding and the Old Kings Head trying to make a decent score. Black Combe, cloud coming in, is in the background.
The latest recruit to play for the Prince getting the score running in the right direction.
The score board ticking nicely away, while the crowd took full advantage of the bar and barbecue. The Prince win but the team to be met in the final is the favorite to win - The Blacksmiths Arms. Some good bowling and the Prince had 77 to beat, a gettable target.
4 runs to go and 5 wickets down. End result 81 for 5. Hurray. Much celebration, and the trophy won. Linda will enjoy polishing it to gleam in the trophy cupboard. It does however have a cricket ball shaped dent in it which it gained on this day. Everyone agreed this adds a touch of authenticity to the trophy.