A-walking we will go
I spend a lot of my time walking in the great British countryside with various rambling groups, and of course alone with my dogs. I have taken hundreds of photos over the years, especially in Autumn, when I can’t resist the Autumn Colour, and again in Spring, when I just have to capture the daffodils which abound, they are so cheerful after our long Winter.
I have recently taken an interest in our lovely local villages as well, so when we visit them on our rambles, I try to photograph everything I have time for, some rambling groups walk much too fast to allow time for photography stops. Sometimes I get time to write about the walk. What I can’t remember, I look up on the internet afterwards, and have included links to the various village information I think relevant, at least for my own interest sake.
The Wonderful West Country
From my early childhood I have holidayed regularly in the West Country. North Cornwall scenery was my Mother’s favourite, and became mine too. Almost every other year I get a burning desire to return to what feels like my second home. Having several pets, in the past it made more sense to buy a caravan and holiday in the UK where we could take our pets with us.
However, we also had our fair share of holidays in Devon and North Somerset. I have amassed many photos over the years of the scenery in the West Country, which conjure up some wonderful memories. Some have inspired me to wax lyrical.
Link to The Wonderful West Country >>
Link to my poem called “England” >>
Link to the category Best of British >>