If you are in to Goth this morning was a place to be. At the time I did not think there was a lot to see. The photos show a different world. This picture was the first this day......and I thought that would be it....
Walking over the bridge to the other side...well there is not a lot to see is there? kind of Atkinson Grimshaw ....a painter from Leeds who specialised in this kind of light. Much easier with a camera ....
Dogs I noted have lighted collars for these days and chase a flashing ball......
Very very Goth. Lovely! and I nearly missed it as I did my usual thing of looking for coloured lights in the sky. There was nothing like that. But I went anyway.
After my realisation that I get migraine headaches now I get up and make some toast and eat it hot with melted butter and marmalade before I go out....The light does not become useful until about 6.45 any way...so this day I repainted a doll I am making into a vampire and then went out....
The old guys were in the boat house with the doors closed and not sitting outside on cushions with mugs of tea....this is the clue for the day. The old guys were inside with doors closed eating bacon sandwiches......
Now there is an idea!....So this is the Yeadon Tarn at dawn this Tuesday on my nearly day off. It is the first time for ages that I have been out. This morning now that the light is up....is also misty. so there is still not a lot to see even now as I drink more untea and cuddle Monza.
The bright green/yellow light below is the old guys cooking up their bacon and supping tea in the boat house. The swans were at this end this morning and hoped I had food.....
Any way I think I established that there is not a lot to see this morning and headed home.
I have maps to print off the computer. I want to go to the woods behind Skipton Castle. There is a set of willow sculptures I want to see. .....AND I am told that the Skipton Antiques centre is worth a look and that there is a doll stall. So I will see you all later. Monza had decided we are going now.
We pulled the car over onto a passing point on lane to Guiseley. These cute little horses were in the field. the white one looked at me ...
Monza just came and woke me up. So I gave him a tickle and got him a new bowl of water. This was not what he wanted. He had come to get me ...
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