Tag Archives: Emily Bronte

A sparkler, for Emily

Posted on November 6, 2018 by

November the fifth.  Monday. The big public firework displays have already blossomed and died. The weekend nights whizzing and banging. Pulsing with sights that vie with the northern lights for colour, but cannot touch them for magic. But today is … Continue reading →

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Supermodel, with Balls

Posted on August 18, 2018 by

It was raining. Hard. Long-unused umbrellas opened like reluctant flowers, showering hurrying heads with dust and desiccated spiders. My new friends had driven me into Haworth for the evening from the refurbished cotton mill where I was staying. Nestled between … Continue reading →

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Catching no worms

Posted on July 31, 2018 by

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 →

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“Cold in the earth – and fifteen wild Decembers”

Posted on February 17, 2016 by

The Yorkshire moors are cold, this time of year – cold and dramatic. But when the sun shines and the frost bites, when flecks of snow fly, gentle, on a breath of wind – then, they are soaringly beautiful. Is … Continue reading →

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