I know it’s been a while, life had other plans, but today this photo had to be shared. I snapped it on my camera phone and Google Photos decided that it needed some styling. And honestly I like the result, hope you do too 🙂
Tonight’s winter sunset.
A frozen bench bench on the canal.
Sorry I just had to add one more of these. This time the main feature, see the thing in the foreground. That is a gate post, which for some reason just stand there in the middle of this field. All alone, just one gate post not even a gate to keep it company.
I know, I often snap these trees. But they really stand out, on the little hill overlooking Skiptonia. As I walk past them every day I get to see these trees in all season and all kinds of weather.
Clicky for you to click to see the other photos of these trees.
Night time on the canal in Skiptonia. Not a bad snap taken with my phone camera, a couple of taps on the screen and this came out 🙂
Tonight sunset gave us a massive rainbow over the hills just outside town.
This is my favourite thing to do, going for a pootle with the wonderful Peli. Even if it was a short blast around the hills, it is the best thing to do. Today ride was just spot on, hill, views, brilliant weather and Peli!
To see more photos from this pootle – here’s a clicky.
Brilliant sunset tonight, truly enjoyed it while driving home and had to stop to snap this.
But it was utterly destroyed by fly tipping. We live in one of the most beautiful/stunning/wonderful areas in the UK, heck the world, right on the door step of the brilliant Yorkshire Dales. I know that this parking lot is a known dogging spot. Hey, why not it is a great view to be doing a bit of “alfresco”, each to their own 🙂 Yet some right old numpty, I guess needed a bit of comfort, but couldn’t asked to – pack it in, pack it out!
I know the various councils run a tip/recycling centre where you can pretty much bring anything. Some councils will even come a take away you old banger, free of charge. So there is no excuse to do fly tipping.
I just can’t get my head around peoples minds, when they are OK with dumping their shit/garbage wherever they want. How can they live in and accept that the area/world they are living is, for the lack of a better word, a skip/landfill.
Come on people – clean up after yourself, it is not that hard!
Side note : Walk in “Skip”ton …
Today it was a mad day for weather and skies.
While out walking Tilley, it rained heavily, the clouds were shining orange and we had a massive double rainbow. I couldn’t get the phone out without soaking it or myself and hold still enough long enough, when I had a dog that soo needed to talk to the ducks on the canal. So you gotta believe me here 🙂
Seconds later the clouds cleared and blue skies appeared and a very fiery sunset was on display. Every second it changed as the sun sat and the clouds moved about. I was lucky to snap this one, since there was a post I could lean against and Tilley had no birds or other distractions that she had to look at.
Can’t walk our mutt Tilley past water, without her having to have a dip. Well we taught her that swimming was good for her, by taking her to 10 hydrotherapy classes for her bad legs. Best part is that when she gets home she sleeps for the rest of the day.
A wee walk up to Embsay Crag today, Peli looking down the valley and over fog covered Skipton. Rather brr in the fog but up and above it’s nice summers day.
Well it is this time of year again, where photographers amateurs and pro’s alike run amok in your local woodland or park. Oh well I joined the stampede and headed to the Skipton Castle Wood.
Not much to say about this – Can’t see the trees for the wood – which is true, looking into a forest you can’t see anything but tree. Layer upon layer of trees, until bird or other animal moves and you can see deeper into the woodland.
This morning the mist was very thick and took some time to clear. great fun to see everything in a ghostly haze.
This is one of the many reason why I love cycling, it brings out the nutters 🙂 This fella must be cooking in this costume, but the smiles and cheers he got, surly made it worth it all.
A local back street, not hard to see how it looked way back when.