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December 02, 2005
When in doubt...stay home.
We awoke to "filthy" weather, and decided to stay close to home today... good move.
The clouds broke by mid-morning and we were treated to the full majesty of the Lancashire countryside.
We first visted Whalley Abbey where my old boyscout master, Roy Fishwick, is the custodian.
The Abbey dates back to 555 a.d. before being ruined in 1535 by Henry VIII during the reformation. It was an old playground of mine as a kid, and it is great to pass on the torch to Ursula and see her running through the ruins and spreading her hummingbird like energy through these hallowed old stones. Roy also makes a serious cup of tea.
When I let my imagination drift to home, I worry that I paint the scene in my minds eye with too fair a brush. As we stepped out of the pub after lunch, and started down the lane we were stopped in our stride as we were blessed with this view of the village with the backdrop of Pendle Hill.
I will never again worry that my meagre imagination will ever hope to touch the perfect measure of nature and history of the beauty of the village. This is the right place for a painter or a poet to have grown up. Visions like this linger in the marrow, and its beauty feeds one for a lifetime.
I am so lucky to call myself a local... part of me will always be so.
Posted by Andrew at December 2, 2005 11:06 AM
Comments
As usual, your words are inspiring and your photos - breathtaking!
Posted by: thedude at December 2, 2005 01:03 PM
Ahhhhhh, heart-stoppingly gorgeous! Just like I would hope/imagine, but fear gone. Comforting to see the landscape and stones endure. An inspiration I will carry with me.
Posted by: Suzanne at January 13, 2006 10:00 AM