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Heather Valley ~ Smita Ray #writephoto

The trail alluringly undulates for miles approaching the widespread rocky terrain. The purple heather fields sluggishly crouches around the valley and girdles towering hills and precipitous cliffs. With golden sky bespattered by soft feathery clouds the valley gleams like a … Continue reading

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Facing Fear With The Silent Eye, Part 3 – Sorrow ~ Helen Jones

Helen Jones continues the tale of her experiences with the Silent Eye in Derbyshire: I recently attended a workshop, with The Silent Eye, about Facing Our Fears, an extraordinary weekend spent among the hills and grey stone villages of the … Continue reading

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Off duty…

After driving for four hours on the road north, there is a brief glimpse of a hillside on the horizon which, at this time of year, is the one thing I am waiting to see. If the light is right … Continue reading

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Coronation #midnighthaiku

* Anticipating A regal coronation Summer dons her crown *

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Elegance #midnighthaiku

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Great Expectations..?

It had been a month since I had last been in the north and, as I took to the road once again, there was the familiar frisson of excitement that always runs through me as the journey begins. This time, … Continue reading

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Search #midnighthaiku

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Morning #midnighthaiku

Colouring sunrise With milky opalescence Dawn’s smooth coverlet A favourite place –  when the heather is in flower and the mists fill the valley, on top of Higger Tor, on the border between Yorkshire and Derbyshire,  England.

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Ghost #midnighthaiku

The ghost of summer Memory of laughing days Still holds its colour A small bouquet of heather sits on my desk, as fresh and bright as the day it was gathered. I always hate breaking the stems and take only … Continue reading

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Playing in the heather…

Until you come over the hill above Bakewell, there is no sign of it at all, but then, if you are lucky and the sun is out…and it is the right time of year… there is a dull streak of … Continue reading

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