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Walking on the longest day

Thank you for your lovely comments about our solstice wild camping - it was a truly magical experience only made all the more special by the appearance of the owl and the shooting stars and the mist first thing in the morning.

Thank you too Cathy - The House with the Blue Door for asking how my exams went - well, like all exams they were quite stressful and I am extremely glad that they are over and done with. I won't know my results for some time as once they are marked they are sent off to be externally invigilated and the board only meet every 8 weeks - so I wait!

Back to my summer solstice waffle - We had arrived at our solstice wild camping hill later than we had intended as we'd had just completed a wonderful walk earlier in the day.

The four of us and Getting-old-Giddy-dog parked in the lea of Pen-y-Ghent - one of the first hills I walked up when I originally arrived in the UK. It amazed me then and still amazes me now with its arresting profile.

It was a most deliciously sunny day and at every stream the dog dipped her toes and her tongue in - occasionally lying down for a bit of a wallow.

It felt like we were the only ones on the hills and of course I had to bring some knitting along. The meadows were filled with wild flowers and at one point we came across a swathe of brilliant orange. We were captivated by the vivid colour of the (I presume) eascaped garden mimulus.

On one of our stops we sat deep in a meadow and I was mesmerised by the most delicate seed heads of the quaking grass (Briza maxima) - perfect little flattened heads twinkling in the breeze.

Eldest read his book, entertained by a different means, I returned to the view and the quaking grass.

By the end of our walk the sun was going low and we had a date with a hill and a sunset. Time to leave.


  1. What a lovely and most interesting ramble that was Hawthorn, thank you, I did enjoy it! Your pics are delightful and I am really taken with the 'quaking grass', such a delicate pretty thing isn't it. I also like your mis-matched socks and the lovely Jack dog - that is his name isn't it - having a cooling paddle: I always think he appears to be such a gorgeous companion. I wish you many more happy family outings like this one and I hope you don't have to wait tooooo long for your exam results, as if the actual exams weren't bad enough! I had thought that you were completely done now so am surprised to hear of the long wait before being 'let off the hook' so to speak. xoJoy

  2. You always find such wonderful things to photograph, thank you for letting us walk with you.

  3. Thank you for the mention, Hawthorn - glad the exams went well. Your photographs are beautiful - they remind me of our visits to the north of England over the years. Such an inspiring landscape, and a fabulous place to knit! Cathy x

  4. I also want to thank you for so beautifully sharing your walks with us. That quaking grass is so delicate. I have never seen any. Love that splash of orange in the landscape, most unusual. xx

  5. Ages since I've seen Quaking grass so that was a lovely reminder. Best photo (and they were all good as usual) was the lichen encrusted footpath sign. I wonder how old that particular post is, as I've no idea how quick lichen grows. Glad you are back in blog land!


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