What beautiful photographs James, thank you. I'm sorry to hear that you were followed home by the black dog; he's no stranger to our house either.
Am delighted to read that you are exhibiting at Zillah Bell, we went there about 10 years ago to meet Norman Ackroyd and buy two of his prints (there was a horrendous storm and we got stranded in Kendal as the river surrounded the town). I hope you do well.
Thank you. It's a lovely gallery. Very low key I thought but some very fine artists there, which I'm honoured to be in the company of now. One of the Ackroyd's was truly special and it was worth the trip just to see it. They also had a few of Barbara Rae's Antarctica prints which were wonderful.
What incredible photos, especially the first one. It would make an amazing photo for Mid Border News magazine ... you could offer it to the editor, Carla Rosenthal, for next spring or summer? She's info@midbordernews.com. I'm sorry your wonderful solstice high was. followed by such a low. Apart from that, your post has given me great pleasure, and I admore your ability to get out of bed and put on some clothes in time to be up on the Ridge by dawn.
This made me smile: I'm the ex-editor (and founder) of MidBorder News and am dead chuffed that you've mentioned it here. And that's a good idea, it would make a brilliant front cover.
Sorry to hear about your low mood following that incredible sunrise. I know what you mean about feeling guilty for not doing enough, but I also think it’s a kind of fomo. We don’t have to be superman, getting out of bed to see the sunrise is enough, your offering was you, you were there in mind and body, up to see the sun rise and then writing this beautiful article about it.
At least you saw the sunrise which was more than I did. I was camping on Dartmoor not sleeping all night, the skylarks started singing at 3.20 am, loudly, right above the tent. (Ours are earlier than yours 😉) When I got out of the tent the sun hadn’t risen yet although there was a glow, so I went back to the tent and my sleeping bag to get warm (it was pretty cold up there and we were on Windy tor…it lived up to its name ) and ended up completely missing the sun rise! Also missed the sunset the night before as we were too busy getting warm in the pub!
Oh no - you missed it! Well you made the attempt and it must still have been spectacular up there. I was at Dartmeet a few weeks ago, my favourite stretch of river in the UK (I'm making a poem-film about our connection to rivers). It was strange here that solstice morning, the skylarks were singing as the dawn arrived, then they went quiet just before the sun rose. And as it appeared they all rose together. Quite wonderful.
What beautiful photographs James, thank you. I'm sorry to hear that you were followed home by the black dog; he's no stranger to our house either.
Am delighted to read that you are exhibiting at Zillah Bell, we went there about 10 years ago to meet Norman Ackroyd and buy two of his prints (there was a horrendous storm and we got stranded in Kendal as the river surrounded the town). I hope you do well.
Thank you. It's a lovely gallery. Very low key I thought but some very fine artists there, which I'm honoured to be in the company of now. One of the Ackroyd's was truly special and it was worth the trip just to see it. They also had a few of Barbara Rae's Antarctica prints which were wonderful.
What incredible photos, especially the first one. It would make an amazing photo for Mid Border News magazine ... you could offer it to the editor, Carla Rosenthal, for next spring or summer? She's info@midbordernews.com. I'm sorry your wonderful solstice high was. followed by such a low. Apart from that, your post has given me great pleasure, and I admore your ability to get out of bed and put on some clothes in time to be up on the Ridge by dawn.
This made me smile: I'm the ex-editor (and founder) of MidBorder News and am dead chuffed that you've mentioned it here. And that's a good idea, it would make a brilliant front cover.
Thanks Clare, I don't really know Mid Borders News. I'll look them up. Oh, I don't worry about the lows so much, they happen and then they pass.
It's got a very good reach around KIngton and Presteigne in a print edition which gets stocked on the counters of a lot of local shops.
Sorry to hear about your low mood following that incredible sunrise. I know what you mean about feeling guilty for not doing enough, but I also think it’s a kind of fomo. We don’t have to be superman, getting out of bed to see the sunrise is enough, your offering was you, you were there in mind and body, up to see the sun rise and then writing this beautiful article about it.
At least you saw the sunrise which was more than I did. I was camping on Dartmoor not sleeping all night, the skylarks started singing at 3.20 am, loudly, right above the tent. (Ours are earlier than yours 😉) When I got out of the tent the sun hadn’t risen yet although there was a glow, so I went back to the tent and my sleeping bag to get warm (it was pretty cold up there and we were on Windy tor…it lived up to its name ) and ended up completely missing the sun rise! Also missed the sunset the night before as we were too busy getting warm in the pub!
Oh no - you missed it! Well you made the attempt and it must still have been spectacular up there. I was at Dartmeet a few weeks ago, my favourite stretch of river in the UK (I'm making a poem-film about our connection to rivers). It was strange here that solstice morning, the skylarks were singing as the dawn arrived, then they went quiet just before the sun rose. And as it appeared they all rose together. Quite wonderful.