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
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