The expanse of Holkham, plus the new visitor centre. So far to the sea I didn’t even make it. Atmospheric and spacious. A special kind of beauty.
We’ve been to North Norfolk. A few shots taken at beautiful Brancaster beach. It is a wide, flat place, but the tide comes in really fast and goes out really far. It’s nice for a paddle on a hot day – I even managed a brief swim! Up the coast from here they found a tree-henge on the beach, so I guess folk have been coming here since ancient times. I’m also falling in love with Hipstamatic again (an app which gives a vintage feel) so expect more B&W pics….
The fields have been harvested and I can wander to places I can’t normally reach – like this tree in the middle of the corn field. It’s bad form to walk on farmer’s crops so I’ve had to stick to the edges. Now as I walk to the edge of summer, and maybe the edge of other things, best not to think too hard as we teeter on the brink. Enjoying the late days of sun.
A few short weeks and the Rosebay Willow Herb has reached the top of the stems. In the Yukon that signifies the start of the frosts. Here it just means it’s time to expect the turning season. Nights – so long in Scotland in the summer – head swiftly to equinox and the coming dark. Trying to hold onto the summer light for a bit longer, but the Rosebay clock is calling time, and sends it’s seeds out into the world. The promise of next year’s summer upon the breeze.
A few pics from the much neglected allotment. Watered by a fellow allotment holder. I haven’t been for another week since this, but hopefully it has lived through my neglect. Sometimes other things just have to take priority – and it turns out my allotment doesn’t actually need that much help from me anyway!