We had a light lunch in the Cobbles and Clay cafe before heading towards Haworth Moor and the beautiful Brontë landmark the bridge and the falls are. The weather was perfect for walking - overcast and warm; even the usual moorland breeze, which can be quite strong, was absent on this occasion.
When I am in company I don't stop as often to take pics as when I am on my own, nor do I spend as much time composing shots, taking different angles etc; I am quite happy to just take a quick snap here and there, so here are some such pics from the day.
|Path through Penistone Hill|
|View from the path on Haworth Moor; loved the white spring blossom trees dotted around the landscape|
|I always stop in front of this missing gate opening in the dry stone wall to admire the view|
|My beautiful Haworth friend, Tish, sitting on the seat shaped rock known as Brontë Chair|
|Very lazy shot of Brontë Bridge from where we sat down to have a rest. On the right there is the rocky path we came down by. The Falls were just a trickle as it hadn't rained for quite a long time, so no photo of Brontë Falls this time.|
|Someone was entertaining themselves and everyone around by making stone stacks around Brontë Bridge|
|Scene from the top of the very steep path leading away from Brontë Falls looking towards Stanbury|
|I'm always on the lookout for interesting detail in the countryside|
|Opposite Lower Laithe Reservoir there was this huge pink rhododendrons cluster - sheer exultation of June|
|Shirley Street, Haworth; back from our walk I took a few shots around the village|
|Church Street with a view of Brontë Parsonage and Old School basking in the mellow late afternoon sunshine|
|Path along the bottom of the Parsonage cemetery and the kissing gate leading to the start of the most familiar route to Haworth Moor. This was the first time I had seen it with the rhododendron above in full bloom.|
|Brontë Parsonage and the cemetery wall bearing a stone plate marking the site of the gate leading to the church, which was there in the Brontës time.|
|I so love poppies and am always looking forward to seeing them at this time of year....|
|....I saw these gorgeous poppies in the front garden of this beautiful stone house on North Street|
|Top of Main Street in the early evening, when the visitors had gone home and the charming place resumed its air of idyllic tranquility.|
|Lounge of the lovely Weavers Guest House (formerly Wilson's of Haworth) where I stayed for the night.|
|Visitors Information shop in the early morning misty light. The colourful bunting heralds the oncoming Summer Festival weekend.|
|Some peonies I found near the Parsonage, another wonderful sight in the month of June|
So this was yet another walk, another visit and stay in Haworth, my personal paradise on earth and my future home; place that makes me happy like no other. And I am so lucky and grateful to have such a lovely friend there with whom the love for the Brontës is just one of many things I have in common. All in all, I do consider myself a fortunate woman.