February 2025
"I leant upon a coppice gate When Frost was spectre-gray, And Winter's dregs made desolate the weakening eye of day, The tangled bine-stems scored the sky Like strings of broken lyres, And all mankind that haunted nigh Had sought their household fires" Thomas Hardy, from "The Darkling Thrush" February morning on the way to work, Haworth Rose Castle Cottage, Tarn Hows, The Lake District, Sept '24 East Riddlesden Hall, West Yorkshire Window at Haworth Old Post Office bistro Facebook Video