Reflections of a Sussex Girl in the Peak District.
I always think of Sheep as being white until it snows, then they suddenly become a rather mirky shade of yellow as they forage around knee deep, hoping to find something to eat under the white blankets that now cover their once green fields, Driving up to the Peak District today was like driving through…
Nothing says 'spring is here' more to me, than the sweet sight of newly born wrinkly lambs skipping and gamboling among the myriad of yellow dandelion heads in the Peak District fields. Oohs and aahs emanate from my mouth on a daily basis as I drive past this field and that, and see those little…
Awe! A feeling of reverential respect, mixed with fear and wonder...
Love Alison x
She's here! Well very nearly. We could do with a little more sunshine to be really sure that she has arrived, but there are plenty of other signs to let us know that 'spring' is on her way. The snowdrops have sadly finished and are hanging their weary heads low, they have been so pretty…
Love Alison x
I hope you are enjoying the beauty and colourful scenes of Autumn wherever you are. Love Alison x
Through rose tinted glasses. 