One final burst of autumn colour from the place which has helped me stay sane this year. I've lost count of the number of times that I have walked the path up to The Druid's Alter and sat overlooking the Aire Valley, trying to make sense of what has been going on around me since the pandemic hit in March. Eight months have now passed, and we seem no nearer to seeing any closure. A vaccine is reportedly on the horizon and all being well will be in use by the end of the year but I fear this virus will never go away.
The only positive thing to come out of all this mess is the realization that the long-standing friendship I have had with mother nature over the years has, yet again, been my salvation. Unfortunately others have been less fortunate.
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| Footpath to The Druid's Alter |
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| Autumn Grasses |
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| Footpath to The Druid's Alter |
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| Bridleway up to The Druid's Alter |
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| Bridleway up to The Druid's Alter |
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| Bridleway up to The Druid's Alter |
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| St Ives |
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| Druid's Alter Plantation |
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| Druid's Alter Plantation |
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| Alter Lane |
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| Alter Lane |
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| Alter Lane |
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| Alter Lane |
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| Golf Course Plantation |
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| Race Course Plantation |
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| Race Course Plantation |
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| Race Course Plantation |
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