Atop: WordPress photo challenge.

So, on this wild and extremely windy Saturday afternoon, the Daisy dog and I stood atop the cliff gardens and watched the violent waves bash the shoreline below. We clambered up an exposed and rather slippery path to take in the view and make our way back to the car… and a sleeping husband. He didn’t want to brave the weather, in his wheelchair… having watched a wooden bench be tossed on to its front – just as the Daisy dog and I got out of the car.

My picture shows the castle headland, with the harbour and busy south bay of Scarborough, in north Yorkshire.

This is my offering for this week’s WordPress Photo Challenge, which asks us to give our interpretation of Atop.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/photo-challenges/atop/

As usual, if you want to check out the other entries click on the link and enjoy!

Thanks for dropping by.

Dorne x

 

WordPress Photo Challenge: The Road Taken.

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So, when I’m out with the daisy dog I’m thinking and making my plans. It’s my time to get a hold of myself and methodically wade through life’s mess and confusion.

Most mornings I climb the hill opposite our cottage. We’re not talking a mountain here. The climb is gradual in places and more challenging in other parts. I believe the act of pushing up the hill pushes the fresh air through my stuffy, bunged up head and may be beneficial in helping to calm down my daily headache/migraine. My aching leg muscles ache for a healthy reason!

At the top of our climb, the hound and I are afforded, if the day is clear, wide views of our part of the valley. Looking southwards you can see the Yorkshire Wolds ( much-loved and painted by the artist David Hockney).

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To the far south – east are the cliffs, just below Scarborough bay.

With vistas like this I am pulled headlong into their magnificence. The skylarks warble high above me and clouds chase each other across the huge skies. My thoughts silenced: I am at once with nature. The Daisy dog watches for anything that moves in the fields.

Then we start the descent down to the valley. My thoughts and goals become more positive and achievable. I could walk forever on this: the road taken.

This is my entry to this week’s WordPress Photo Challenge https://dailypost.wordpress.com/photo-challenges/the-road-taken/

Click on the link to see the other takes on this subject.

Thanks for dropping by.

Dorne x

A weather check.

Photo credit : Animation Plaza
Photo credit : Animation Plaza

It’s rained on and off for most of today. Good news if you’re a plant, tree, or a duck. Rumour has it that it also keeps the pollen count down… wrong.

Yours truly has spent most of the day coughing my stupid head off. My eyes feel like I’ve had red hot pokers stuck in them and if I wipe my poor nose anymore, I won’t need a torch to light my way, on the bedtime dog walk, tonight.

You get the picture? I’m consumed by hay fever. And I take daily antihistamines and eye drops to help my symptoms. If I didn’t I quite possibly might have died by now.

I don’t help matters any. I choose to live surrounded by trees and fields, and regularly make my way through long grass and other coughy/sneezy inducing things. So, I’ve only got myself to blame.

On the upside, yes, there is usually an upside… the garden looks totally chilled and refreshed. Everything is a glowing green and the colour of the flowers is intense. We’re cocooned under a pale grey sky that is sending down a fine drizzle.

I’m making the most of it, because there will be a return to the hot and sticky weather that we enjoyed in sunny Scarborough, over the weekend. The sort of weather that drains every ounce of energy from you and leaves you needing another shower, as soon as you step out of one.

There’ll be a return to the nights when you throw the bedroom window open to its maximum and still need the fan on to cool down the poor, panting greyhound, who has to survive the ridiculous heat wearing a fur coat.

We’ll have those long summer days back, when you have no alternative but to just take it easy on your sun lounger and watch the birds darting around above you, in a cobalt blue sky.

So, today we can breathe – well some people can! Cool off a bit and prepare ourselves for the forthcoming heat wave.

I plan to find a big, clear ball and stick my head in it. Then I might be able to survive this summer!

How about you?

  • Do you get hay fever?
  • Love summer?
  • Like the rain?
  • Have any tips for surviving hay fever/a heat wave?

That’s it… I’ve done moaning, for now.

Thanks for dropping by and have a great night.

Until the next time.

Dorne x

 

 

There and back: the solar eclipse in Scarborough.

 

Sun eclipse cJust a few shots of the solar eclipse today.  What a treat to be able to witness this… which was about a 90 per cent coverage, in my neck of the woods, Scarborough.

Eclipse 2 with cSo, we weren’t plunged into complete darkness, but it did turn into a twilight zone. [No change there then!]

And the birds still flew with cSome brave birds still flew.

Out the other side with cAnd we came safely out the other side.

Fairly thick cloud cover blotted out the early stages of this amazing event; but the later views we were treated to, more than made up for it.

I hope, if you are UK based that you got to witness the eclipse and for my friends, spread around the world I hope you enjoyed my pics.

Thanks for stopping by here and have a great day.

I’ll be back.

Dorne 🙂

Getting a bit wild.

We’ve had a grey, wild day here in Scarborough. I figured that the north sea might be a bit wild. So it was off to the north bay for a walk, with the trusty greyhound.

I filmed this and uploaded it to You Tube. In the upload it has developed a strange soundtrack. Think SIGNS , by the seaside. I didn’t see Mel Gibson anywhere!  I reckon that I’ve actually picked up an alien communication.

I very nearly added some of my own manky music, but I thought the sound of the sea was music enough…that and the additional aliens!

The sea was quite calm, compared to what it can be like. Then Marine Drive, which is from where I was filming this masterpiece [ Steven Spielberg …watch out matey! ] is closed to vehicles. Sadly, people still venture on to it and occasionally it ends in a fatality. They push children in pushchairs under the massive waves, as they crash over the barrier. Unbelievable and frightening. People with brains the size of peas have kids?

 

Copyright Dorne A Whale
Copyright Dorne A Whale

The sea is a force to be respected at all times. She’s bewitching and we feel drawn to her. But, take your eyes off her and you could easily find yourself in trouble.

Copyright Dorne A Whale
Copyright Dorne A Whale

What has the weather been like in your part of the world today? Am I indulging in the very British preoccupation with the weather?

Thanks for stopping by and have a good Saturday evening. It’s the last Doctor Who of the present series tonight…sob! No more lovely Scottish man on a Saturday night. Boo hoo!

Until the next time.

 

 

A force at work.

04102014 164606 busy road newHello from a very active little Lavender Cottage. That’s the name of  my cottage, in case you were wondering. That conjures up romantic images of a cottage garden overflowing with mature lavender plants, doesn’t it? We have three plants in pots out the front! Right you can stop laughing now…please!

The activity is outside…on the road, because today we are playing host to the people who are brave/ stupid enough to venture on to the dreaded A64. Yes…the A64. The road of no hope and very little progress.

A section of the A64 is closed for re-surfacing, or something along those lines and us Ayton folk, on the A71 get our usual Saturday traffic, along with the depressed folk who use the A64. [I bet you’re mighty glad you chose to click on here to read this aren’t you? Where else do you get to read about the busy roads in the Scarborough area and the current road works taking place on them, this Saturday?]

Earlier on today and somewhere further inland, on a very dead section of the A64 there will have been 10 work vans, with two men to each van.They’ll have been wearing high visibility jackets and hard hats. In the middle of the road, next to a hole measuring 92 cms by 61 cms, and 30 cms deep, there’ll have been a guy, with BIG BOSS in huge bold letters on the back of his bright yellow jacket. He ‘ll have been chatting away on his mobile phone. Talking about very important BIG HOLE IN THE ROAD things. A guy called Fred [ they’re always called Fred] would have been scrapping away at the soil in the hole. Another guy called Bill [ and they’re always called Bill] would have been stood with his hands on his hips.The rest of the workforce would have been taking their breaks.The last of twenty, that they’ll have been bloody entitled to, today. They would have read all of the tabloid newspapers, between them. Discussed the finer details of Sharon’s chest on page three, through to page seven, and they’d have looking forward to a pint down the pub, later on.

Fancy aving to work on a Sat’day? They would have muttered, amongst themselves.

Thank goodness they’re not still slaving away now…on a Sat’day!. They downed tools at bang on 4.30 pm.

Don’t laugh, those lads are the backbone of the British workforce. They’ll have been there since seven this morning, when they turned up and revved a few of the van engines. For no particular reason, it’s just a custom and it alerts the nearby sleeping neighbours to their presence. Then it’ll have been time for a cuppa, the first of the day’s one hundred brews, and a first consideration of Sharon’s considerable attributes.

With twenty plus blokes on site they’ll have had to queue for hours to use the portaloo, situated at the bottom of number seven’s garden.

Finally, after a long day, the hole will have been dug in a half hour period, when Eric had clocked the time, at four pm and realised it was nearly time to bugger off home. Two guys will have dug the hole, whilst eighteen will have stood with their hands on their hips, looking busy. BIG BOSS will have supervised the whole thing, waving his important hands around, with his mobile phone still clamped to his ear.

They haven’t finished yet. They need to dig another 10 cms down…and then they can re-fill it and re-surface it. This will be done tomorrow. It’ll be another early start at 7am, but the neighbours will thank them, when the hole is filled in and re-surfaced. It’s been causing them some major problems…they just didn’t know it!

Here at Lavender Cottage, with the three pathetic pots of lavender, we will play host to the A64 traffic again, who will be looking considerably happier, as the traffic flows much quicker than it usually does. The reason? Apart from the hilarious, pathetic three pots of manky lavender to gawp at…we have traffic cones in the main part of our village, prohibiting us from pratting about on the high street. I’ve really missed that today. Saturday is not Saturday, if I can’t drive my car on to the main street and cause a bottle-neck. We all take it in turns to do it. Roll on next Saturday, when it’s back to the usual pratting about.

We might even take a trip out to the said village and marvel at the filled in hole! Can’t wait! Bet you wish you were me?

Thanks for calling by and if you’ve read to the end of this mush…why? What is wrong with you people?

Apologies to any hard-working workmen…just kidding, you do a lovely job with filling our holes in and things!  Yes, it’s a cheap laugh and all the rest of it. Also, any Fred’s Bills and Sharons that have been offended by this thing…sorry as well. My blog…but sorry all the same. In fact you should feel sorry for me, that this is my blog. How would you feel if you had to contend with this for a blog? Yeah, not a good feeling is it?

I must go annoy some other section of British society now.

Until the next holy time.

 

 

 

 

My local woods.

01102014 201550 C RAINCLIFFE WOODSTo the north-west of Scarborough, North Yorkshire, is Raincliffe Woods. I’m lucky enough to live by Forge Valley Woods, which links up with Raincliffe Woods.

Forge Valley was formed in the last ice age. [ I’ll do a post on Forge Valley Woods at a later date.]

Raincliffe Woods is a beautiful mixture of ancient and mixed woodland. But, I would say that because it is quite literally my neck of the woods… sorry about that…couldn’t resist!

Anyway, the pooch and I headed off for an early autumnal walk in these woods last week and I’ve included some of the images that I took.

01102014 201731 C R WOODSAlong with Forge Valley, Raincliffe Woods is a Site of Special Scientific Interest.[SSSI]

01102014 201923 C R WOODSSomebody’s home? Or a child’s den?

PICT1905_edited RAINCLIFFE WOODSIt gets spooky at night, when the night creatures emerge.

A famous fan of Forge Valley Woods.

The Victorian painter John Atkinson Grimshaw [1836 – 1893], who was famous for his landscapes, did several paintings of Forge Valley.

Forge-Valley-Near-Scarborough_editedHe painted various scenes around Scarborough, Leeds and Liverpool and even lived in Scarborough for a while.

I have walked in these woods for years, starting when I was a child. I walked with my daughter, when she was little. Hubby and I used to walk with the older grandchildren in them and I’m now looking forward to taking the youngest grandson in, to explore.

They truly are magical and special and when I take my leave of this earth I want my ashes spreading in them. Ayton, and the surrounding Forge Valley and Raincliffe Woods, is my adopted home. [Although, I hope it will be a good few years before I pop off.]

On that happy note I’m going.

Thanks for taking the time to visit and have a great Wednesday night.

Until the next time.