Last week as I was driving home, I could see the sun going down over the moors. Rushed back to grab my camera and managed to get this shot from my garden.
So I consider myself very lucky that this is my version of Local, which happens to be the theme for this weeks photo challenge
Living here on Exmoor, the landscape views can be spectacular, if a little bleak when its grey. This was taken on a lovely Spring day.
The blog post is in response to the Daily Post – Weekly Photo Challenge of ” Landscape”
Cee’s Weekly Fun Foto Challenge has come up with another great challenge.
Cream coloured ponies and crisp apple strudels, Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles, Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings, These are a few of my favourite things.
Well, I don’t have many food photos, so ponies and moonlight it is!!
Pony on Exmoor
These Exmoor ponies are one of the oldest breeds of wild pony in the UK. It is an endangered breed, but I am lucky enough to see them almost daily. Not “cream coloured” but very special.
And no geese, but a lovely full moon 🙂
Moon over Exmoor
Moonlight by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
As a pale phantom with a lamp
Ascends some ruin’s haunted stair,
So glides the moon along the damp
Mysterious chambers of the air.
Now hidden in cloud, and now revealed,
As if this phantom, full of pain,
Were by the crumbling walls concealed,
And at the windows seen again.
Until at last, serene and proud
In all the splendor of her light,
She walks the terraces of cloud,
Supreme as Empress of the Night.
I look, but recognize no more
Objects familiar to my view;
The very pathway to my door
Is an enchanted avenue.
All things are changed. One mass of shade,
The elm-trees drop their curtains down;
By palace, park, and colonnade
I walk as in a foreign town.
The very ground beneath my feet
Is clothed with a diviner air;
While marble paves the silent street
And glimmers in the empty square.
Illusion! Underneath there lies
The common life of every day;
Only the spirit glorifies
With its own tints the sober gray.
In vain we look, in vain uplift
Our eyes to heaven, if we are blind;
We see but what we have the gift
Of seeing; what we bring we find.
We were very happy to be chosen as one of Cee’s featured Bloggers last week for “Bridge”. This week, her challenge is for landscape or seascape photos. Check out the other posts and her great blog here.
South Devon coast
This photo was taken from Coleton Fishacre, a National Trust property in Devon
Snow on Molland Moor
This is the view on a short walk away from where I live on Exmoor
Finally, a view over to Brentor Church on Dartmoor.
You can’t live on Exmoor without seeing sheep everywhere. Here are a pair of twins, double trouble for their mum, but she looks calm enough !
Hardy Exmoor sheep
I am really lucky to live in one of the few “wild” places left in the UK. I live in tiny village in Devon on Exmoor. I think its one of the most beautiful places I know, but others can find it bleak.