Posted by: mynaturaldiary | December 11, 2012

Our changeful Northern skies

“I’ve lived in Northern Britain many years, from York to the Wall,
I have none other home than this, nor any life at all.
Last night I did not understand, but, now the hour draws near
That calls me to my native land, I feel that land is here.

For me this land, that sea, these airs, those folk and fields suffice.
What busy Southern pomp can match our changeful Northern skies,
Black with December snows unshed or purple August’s blaze –
The clanging arch of steel-grey March, or June’s long-lighted days?”

Kipling

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Midwinter sun falls on Sleddale.

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And on Guisborough Moor with its Red Grouse, hiding in the heather.

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Red Grouse (Lagopus lagopus)


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  1. […] busy Southern pomp can match our changeful Northern skies, Black with December snows unshed, or purple August’s blaze – The clanging arch of steel-grey […]


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