I couldn't go home without just one more photo of those rolling green hills.
"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring"
William Wordsworth
"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring"
William Wordsworth
These, to my eyes and probably to Letitia's, are just as beautiful when brown and dried out.
ReplyDeleteWhat I want to do here, though, is to find out about the geology of the area and what created the landforms in this most pleasing of ways.
You have the inate feel to know that you needed the row of willows (?) along the bottom to round the image out.
Stunning again, Joan! Haven't been to that area for years. Time for me to explore again.
ReplyDeleteIt was the very row of willows mirrored by the geology that made me post a second shot. They were what caught my eye in the first place then the house with the smoking chimney stole the show.
ReplyDeleteMore beautiful countryside. The shadows show the contours well.
ReplyDeleteAnother one with amazing mountain lines and shades! Just beautiful, Joan Elizabeth! It's a painting! :-)
ReplyDeleteI have the same problem I had with your last posting (therefore I didn't say anything at all, ;-)): just nthing all the other commenters, :-)
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