Day 354

One of the highlights of our bank holiday in Skipton was this minstrel in the castle courtyard. more...

Day 332

Bluebells at Hardcastle Crags.





















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Day 318

We spent a glorious sunny afternoon at Harlow Carr. This photo was a bit of a surprise, as I was shooting up into the flower and thus couldn't see what I was getting. I'm pleased with what I got, though!








Auriculas in the auricula theatre.



I have been seized with an unreasonable desire to own a rhubarb forcer. And some rhubarb plants, of course. And a kitchen garden with fruit trees trained along the walls. *sigh*



Easter eggs!



Tudor rose carved on the back of a bench.



Forget-me-nots. Love them.



Grape hyacinths. Ditto.



And, last but not least, a glowing swathe of tulips.

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Day 262

For my birthday, Jeremy booked a night at a farmhouse B&B in the Dales. It was quiet and low-key and wonderfully cosy. This was the view over Burnsall from our window...




...and looking the other way, the River Wharfe.


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On the way home, we saw a sign for an orchid show, and I insisted we stop and check it out. I didn't take many photos, but the light in these was irresistible.




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Day 261

Sundial at RHS Harlow Carr. I took many more pictures, but I haven't sorted them all out yet, so there will probably be more later. more...

Day 204

We had a lovely Boxing Day walk at Bolton Abbey in the Dales.


A couple more sheep pics:





And a couple of the Abbey:





And the view from the Priory:


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Day 164

Waterfowl at Golden Acre Park. more...

Day 143

This afternoon we went out to Pumpkin Day at the farm we get our veg boxes from. Good fun, yummy food, and gorgeous views - what more could you want? more...

Day 108

Sunshine again! We walked over to Kirkstall Abbey in the afternoon, and collected another pound of blackberries on the way. more...

Day 81

We spent a cloudy bank holiday at Fountains Abbey in North Yorkshire. more...

Day 42

I went up to Edinburgh to spend the afternoon with my aunt and uncle, who were touring Ireland and Scotland. They thought I should post a picture of the Falkirk Wheel, but I prefer the open mouths smiling faces of my nearest and dearest. And the not-so-smiling face of a Scottish tour guide. Actually, he was a good sport about our silly tourist photographs! more...

Day 37

The Festival of Colours at Kirkstall Abbey.





The coconut shy didn't appear to be popular.




Pony rides.




A colourful little carousel.




The fire-eater! (He did put the flaming torch in his mouth in accepted fashion eventually.)




I loved this sabre-tooth tiger.




A re-enaction of the life and times of the 8th company of the 33rd Regiment of Foot, who lost nearly half their men at Waterloo.




The Salvation Army band playing in the nave of Kirkstall Abbey.
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