2020

December

31st

Took some frozen pictures whilst walking the Wysis way (Chalford) today.

Got half a hours walk before the enablers came out to stalk me.

30th

Picture of my new walking boots a kind and concerned faery friend purchased for me a few days ago; she's saved my feet from frost bite.

They are very comfortable on my feet and arrived one day before the first of the snow settled upon the ground. Today, returned to England I rambled through a copse nearby the highest peak in Gloucestershire; signs of seasonal change were prevalent.

28th

Snow in the Cotswolds

A message in these two pictures.

27th

Spithope Bothy was on unlocked and form, leaving the interior tidy and clean I took a picture of this 1001ft high shelter. Landing upon this shelf of wilderness I often confer with my ancient ancestors attaining an enhancement of ancestral sentient messages arriving throughout the year.

As much as I have grown to enjoy rambling it's nice to take off the many layers of clothes and relax, aware of my presence inside a transient, heated car; warmed with superficial creature comforts.

We turned off before Otterburn onto an empty, deserted road further into the Kielder Forest, today the bright reborn sun was low but clear and crisp bright through the atmospheric freshness of the windy and wild, cold climate.

Stopping at Kilder lake parked by the Dam we took breakfast as the wind gently pushed ripples east across the water. The rain was thin, sharp and bitter, I consider the cash crop forest acrid with the lingering smell of stomach bile and not a sanctuary of the permanence of nature to the small amount of moved on wildlife that tolerates its fungus infested darkness.

I must have perceived our road ahead as we briefly passed through Scotland, a border supposed to be locked down with Tier 4, I expected a roadblock with number plate recognition but only windblown plastic wheelie bins blocked the road after the border had been already crossed, back to bonnie then off back to blighty. After crossing Scotland's border again on the A7, after some miles I arrived to keep our three years and a day appointment with Castle Rigg Circle stones. Castle Rig stone circle was aligned almost perfectly so with not much to do here and not many tourists about I set about getting some keepsake pictures stored on my mobile phone.

At times, I am bewildered just to how empty my photos are of people in the UK yet packed full of people in India.