I like
Stone circles, standing stones, 'ancient' landscapes (burial mounds, hillforts and such) - old and softened marks on the landscape
Being outside at dusk, cold, looking in through cottage windows to warmly lit rooms
Crows, rooks, jackdaws - though it's not my chimney they're nesting in
Chalk horses, especially Uffington
Chalk landscapes too - there's something about the folds of them. And the skylarks. And the harebells. And the constant sigh of the wind
Winter trees and their landscapes
Being outside at dusk, cold, looking in through cottage windows to warmly lit rooms
Crows, rooks, jackdaws - though it's not my chimney they're nesting in
Chalk horses, especially Uffington
Chalk landscapes too - there's something about the folds of them. And the skylarks. And the harebells. And the constant sigh of the wind
Winter trees and their landscapes
Trees with their feet in pools of leaves - butter yellow or copper or dark, dark red
Actually, most other trees too
Anemones. Love anemones. Perhaps even more when they're way past their best.
Actually, most other trees too
Anemones. Love anemones. Perhaps even more when they're way past their best.
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Chimneys, chimneypots
Fantastical stories
Ammonites, especially in the seating at the Arena, Verona but also in the marble all over Verona and that area of Italy. Can't go wrong with spirals
Bridges, especially fragile-looking high stone arches
Street lighting, mostly meaning lampposts
Faded old adverts painted on walls - I still miss one from Bolton, for Morpheus Beds at some risible old-money price. I wish I'd recorded it before its wall was demolished
Fantastical stories
Ammonites, especially in the seating at the Arena, Verona but also in the marble all over Verona and that area of Italy. Can't go wrong with spirals
Bridges, especially fragile-looking high stone arches
Street lighting, mostly meaning lampposts
Faded old adverts painted on walls - I still miss one from Bolton, for Morpheus Beds at some risible old-money price. I wish I'd recorded it before its wall was demolished
Somerset Levels - a big part of it is all that sky
High places - being on top of the world - and sky again
Achingly clear dusk skies in improbable colours, with one or two small, perfect, ink-dark clouds
Just skies in general - the amazing range of colours, the clouds (oh! the clouds), storm lighting, the passage of birds, all of that and the rest
Dartmoor tors
Walls made of stone slabs, such as the ones separating many older gardens here in Bolton or the entirely different vaccary walls at Wycoller
Being in an absolutely lonely landscape (and knowing you can visit but you don't have to stay)
How trite. How pretentious. All true, though.
High places - being on top of the world - and sky again
Achingly clear dusk skies in improbable colours, with one or two small, perfect, ink-dark clouds
Just skies in general - the amazing range of colours, the clouds (oh! the clouds), storm lighting, the passage of birds, all of that and the rest
Dartmoor tors
Walls made of stone slabs, such as the ones separating many older gardens here in Bolton or the entirely different vaccary walls at Wycoller
Being in an absolutely lonely landscape (and knowing you can visit but you don't have to stay)
How trite. How pretentious. All true, though.