Tag Archives: Bent’s Mill
Fancy a ramble?
I know. No more blogging I said. Well, this is the exception that proves the rule. And it’s a long one. So, make a pot of tea or coffee, cut a slice of cake – whatever you fancy – and … Continue reading
Catching no worms
I’m not an early bird, I said, as I bid a fond farewell to three women, strangers to me before last Friday. They were planning an early walk, today, before leaving the place we’re all staying. It wasn’t just the … Continue reading
Posted in Art, jaunts & going out, Britain now & then, Nature notes, Yorkshire
Tagged Bent's Mill, Cullingworth, dawn, dew, early morning, Emily Bronte, gifts, Haworth, Hewenden Mill, strangers
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MEMOIRS OF A HUSK 