Vesna Armstrong Photography

  I tend to think that November is one of the least inspiring months for photography, but this year I have been proven wrong as there were some truly magical moments in nature around me. Sunny November morning at the Brontë Parsonage Museum (taken on my way to work) Brow Moor, Haworth (the lesser known moor above my house) Haworth Church Graveyard Willow trees near the village of Marsh Haworth Church Leeming Reservoir November morning at Howarth Church and Brontë Parsonage Dusk at Haworth Station Full Moon through Brontë Parsonage Museum sign Full Moon over Haworth

  "The wind I hear it sighing With Autumn's saddest sound -  Withered leaves as thick are lying As spring-flowers on the ground -  This dark night has won me To wander far away -  Old feelings gather fast upon me Like vultures on their prey - " - Emily Jane Brontë -  By The Bridgehouse Beck, Haworth Old yew tree, Haworth Central Park Haworth Church Graveyard Haworth Church Graveyard Church Street bottom, Haworth Keighley KWVR Station Cafe Church Lane top, Haworth John Brown's House, Church Lane, Haworth Brontë Parsonage Museum in the autumn mist

  "Mr. Rochester, if ever I did a good deed in my life - if ever I thought a good thought - if ever I prayed a sincere and blameless prayer - if ever I wished a righteous wish - I am rewarded now. To be your wife is , for me, to be as happy as I can be on earth."  Charlotte Brontë, "Jane Eyre" The following photos I took on a beautifully atmospheric, ethereal walk around Wycoller, Brontë Country with my colleagues from the Brontë Parsonage Museum. The ruins of Wycoller Hall, Lancashire. The hall was the inspiration for Ferndean Manor in Charlotte Brontë's novel "Jane Eyre", Rochester's second home where he moves after his first home Thornfield Hall is burnt down, and where he is reunited with Jane.

  "The wind I hear it sighing With Autumn's saddest sound -  Withered leaves as thick are lying As spring-flowers on the ground -  This dark night has won me To wander far away -  Old feelings gather fast upon me Like vultures round their prey -  Kind were they once, and cherished  But cold and cheerless now - I would their lingering shades had perished When their light left my brow" ¬ Emily Brontë ¬  Sunset from Brow Moor, Haworth Ponden Kirk (Penistone Crag in "Wuthering Heights" where Cathy and Heathcliff go to be alone), Stanbury Moor, Haworth September in Royd House Wood, Haworth Honeysuckles on Brow Moor, Haworth Autumn on Penistone Hill, Haworth

  Dreamy moments of magic My wanders around Brontë Country Take me to 

  Harbour Lodge Farm, Haworth Moor  Harebells on Haworth Moor  Dahlias, Rose Garden, Gotts Park, Leeds Still Life with Crocosmia