ABC Wednesday - Holiday

 Fancy a stay in a holiday cottage in the Lake District?  Here is one at Skelwith Bridge complete with bird feeder.  Enjoying walking holidays I have stayed in numerous holiday cottage at home and abroad and always enjoy their variety and more often than not their quirkiness.  I only picked up on the holiday cottage notice after I took the photo because it was the architectural detail of the

 chimneys that peaked my interest.  That it was a warm summer's day can be seen from the windows being open. If  hotel accommodation is the preference a walk around the corner to the

 Skelwith Bridge Hotel with happily for this ABC post a hydrangea, I think most gardens in this country have a variety of these easy going plants somewhere and they were very popular where we were on holiday last year in France, even appearing painted on a

mail box.  In France they call the plant by a more romantic name, Hortensia, a girls name that has fallen out of use in Britain since Victorian times, the names given meaning is 'garden'.  Although the next photo I took in Skelwith Bridge didn't have a garden in sight just woods and hills, I was still looking at chimneys

On summer days a popular place for visitors and holiday makers to sit are the flat rocks by the riverbank  at the place that gives the hamlet its name

Skelwith Bridge.

An entry to ABC Wednesday Round 10, a journey through the alphabet

Casting Off for France

No posts for a couple of weeks as I will be heading for the M6 down country. Hopefully not in the above direction, as that is going north (note to self, must remember to turn right). I used to travel from Junction 36 up to Carlisle a lot in a previous job. If it is possible to have a nice section of the motorway, this is it, not too busy and good views. On a sunny day with some good music it is quite relaxing, (or perhaps that was because I had escaped from the office). Maybe spotting a walker making their way up hill going over the highest point of Shap and the odd buzzard hovering in the sky would lift the heart. The distant hill in the photo is before you get to Shap and is part of the Howgills which spans the Cumbria and Yorkshire borders. Until the weather of July and August turned into a deluge, we had great plans for doing a lot of walking in this area for a change, maybe next year.
That's next year, but for now I am looking forward to the ferry casting off from Portsmouth to set sail for France, yippee, (I'm cheating a bit with this photo as it was taken as we left Tynemouth a couple of years ago). I love arriving on islands and countries by boat.