ON ILKLEY MOOR...
#abfav_WINTER
't Was on a cold Sunday, late afternoon.
It had snowed, 't was freezing cold, what little sun there'd been, was fast going down, the light was fading, no more folk around, they'd all gone home to warmth and cosiness.
And me I was still standing, waiting for t'right moment...
You have to read this with a Yorkshire accent, hihi.
Ilkley Moor is very famous, I was standing high on the ridge, in the distance you see the other side of the Dale(valley).
I love snow and cold, when it is that dry crisp air that tastes healthy and reinvigorates you.
This had been it, properly dressed for this occasion, I felt so good.
Hope you do too, thank you for viewing, Magda (*_*)
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ON ILKLEY MOOR...
#abfav_WINTER
't Was on a cold Sunday, late afternoon.
It had snowed, 't was freezing cold, what little sun there'd been, was fast going down, the light was fading, no more folk around, they'd all gone home to warmth and cosiness.
And me I was still standing, waiting for t'right moment...
You have to read this with a Yorkshire accent, hihi.
Ilkley Moor is very famous, I was standing high on the ridge, in the distance you see the other side of the Dale(valley).
I love snow and cold, when it is that dry crisp air that tastes healthy and reinvigorates you.
This had been it, properly dressed for this occasion, I felt so good.
Hope you do too, thank you for viewing, Magda (*_*)
For more: www.indigo2photography.com
IT IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN (BY LAW!!!) TO USE ANY OF MY image or TEXT on websites, blogs or any other media without my explicit permission. © All rights reserved