Thursday, 15 March 2012

Travel Begins At Home Too You Know...

I'll let you in on a secret. I'm not really a northerner... I'm from the Royal County of Berkshire don't you know? According to my darling brother, I'm the worst kind of traitor, because I abandoned the South and actually prefer living 'oop here in the North.

It's not that I don't like where I'm from, but I LOVE being in Yorkshire. You can be standing in Leeds city centre, surrounded by the rif-raff outside McDonald's, yet jump in your car and be in the Yorkshire Dales within 20 minutes (traffic permitting).

Being near to the outdoors soothes me, I love nothing better than slamming on my wellies and coat and heading out for a mammoth walk in the Dales, or along the canal near my house if I'm a little hungover... (most Saturday mornings, ahem, afternoons)

BUT I also appreciate my proximity to a decent watering hole, I like being out in the country, but not toooo far thank you very much, I still need red wine.

Some photos from aforementioned walks follow. I know what you're thinking and yes, I agree, there really is something about taking photos in sepia that makes trees look rather fetching. Hmmm, yes.

 Playing the shadow game, my legs will never be this long... sob.

 Swan lake.

 Dear dream house...*sigh* one day...

See what I mean? Sepia's just got it going on.

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