This is indeed one of our favourite pub/restaurants. It’s about a 20 min drive away, but has great food and a very warm and friendly atmosphere. We always take visitors from outside the UK here as it is the epitome of an English pub.
On our way home this afternoon after lunch with family we could see a rather nice sky developing as we drove near the River Severn at Arley. A quick diversion took us down to the river, where we were rewarded with a beautiful sunset, and mist forming on the river. With nowhere to park, and no time to set up my Sony camera, this was a quick shot using my phone…
Although farming in this area is mainly dairy cattle, a fair area immediately around us is given over to growing Miscanthus, or ‘Elephant’ Grass. This is harvested, dried, and used as bio-fuel, but can also be used as non-synthetic bedding for intensive chicken farming or horses. The grass grows to around 2m tall, and after harvesting, grows again the following spring. This is some of the last of this year’s crop still standing.
This is a detail in our local pub – The Red Lion. The owners commissioned an artist to paint portraits of eight of the craftsmen who had been involved in building the new brew house, but in the guise of ‘monks’. These amazing portraits were then reproduced on the oak panelling around the walls of the old bar area.
I know, it’s the same location as 2 days ago, but you can’t ignore a sunset like this! I spent a good hour just enjoying the drama and beauty of it all. I also managed a few photos with the Sony camera, and wet feet too…
With the tide a long way out, this lone surfboarder had a long walk back across an empty beach. On a wet Monday in late November he didn’t have any company in the sea at Fistral Beach, Newquay.
… is the one you have with you. A little bit of sun in an otherwise grey day, just as we arrived at Watergate Bay. No time to get the Sony camera out, so a grab shot with the iPhone. A few seconds later the light had gone for the day…
After several weeks of persistent wet weather, a clear spell yesterday meant a really cold start to today, with mist and a ground frost. With fields all around us, it took only a moment to find a spot to shoot the early morning light.
… after all these years. Dating back to the 16th Century, Moreton Corbet Hall has seen some history… It’s just a shell now, but for several hundred years was an imposing family home of the local aristocracy.
As well as being rather timid, sheep are also quite inquisitive. When they saw me at the gate, they came from the far side of the field, but only this far. I wonder what they were thinking?