1 June 2023

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Looking to Castle Howard from the pyramid

Another midnight is fast approaching. Time to churn out yet another blogpost here at The Yorkshire Pudding Blogpost  factory. All I have for you today is  more of the images I collected during my two days away in the Ryedale district of North Yorkshire.

I woke up far too early on Wednesday morning. Perhaps it was the daylight that seeped into my room. I had hit the pillow quite late on Tuesday night after watching a charming film on BBC 2 - "One Way to Denmark" (2019) starring Rafe Spall as Herb and Simone Lykke as Matilda. One reviewer correctly described the plot as "sad and gently hopeful". There were no murders. It was about believable ordinary lives and set in both Wales and Denmark. There was tenderness, emotional integrity and humour too. I loved it.

I guess I had just four hours of proper sleep. After five hours of walking on Wednesday, I was feeling weary as I steered Clint homewards. My eyes were heavy and so after ten miles I sensibly pulled into a parking area by the A64 York-Leeds road and slept for ten minutes. It was all I needed to freshen up and get home safely.

"The Blacksmiths Arms", Flaxton. Sadly, the pub closed permanently earlier this year.

Postbox in Sheriff Hutton

Specially for Ms Moon - black headed sheep in West Lilling

Tony in front of South View - a cottage in Thornton-le Clay
Another view of the same windmill with hawthorn blossom

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  1. Oh! Thank you for the sheep. You do know how I love them. I'm glad you are safely home. Good call on the short nap.

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    1. I am sure the sheep would also taste nice Mary.

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  2. Your last photo is stunning! Glad you pulled off for some shut eye. Sometimes that little refresher is all we need to keep going.

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    1. That feeling when your eyes are heavy and you are tired can be extremely dangerous when driving.

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  3. I just don't understand how that windmill worked if it was enclosed. Those sheep are the sweetest!

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    1. The windmill was built at the start of the nineteenth century and was in operation for a hundred years. After that, it fell into disrepair and the sails were removed. The domed roof you see in the picture was a modern addition.

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  4. Better to be safe than sorry. It didn't take much sleep to revive you.

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    1. Ten minutes made all the difference Red.

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  5. That last picture could be a jigsaw puzzle. And that is high praise.

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    1. There is in fact no higher praise for an image than turning it into a jigsaw! Leonardo da VInci understood that when painting The Mona Lisa.

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  6. Oh, my windmill again!!!

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  7. Another beautiful set of pictures. Are any of them going to be on Geograph?
    It was the sensible thing to do, taking a nap before you continued home.
    The early daylight we are enjoying this time of year wakes me earlier than usual, too. Sometimes I stubbornly stay in bed until at least 6:00, but today, I have a lot to do before I can board the train to O.K.'s this evening, and so I got up a little before that, even though I was still very tired.

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    1. A good night's sleep makes a working day flow more pleasantly. Several of the photos will be on Geograph. Today (Friday) has been a lovely, sunny day in Yorkshire. I wish we had had the same on Wednesday.

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  8. South view looks nice, although I will always think of cottages as being tiny, there are "Cottage Flats" here with rooms even tinier than my own small place.
    Thank you very much for pulling over to nap, too many keep going and we know how that turns out!

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    1. Do tiny little folk live in your "Cottage Flats" - as in "Gulliver's Travels"?

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  9. Such wonderful countryside at this time of year. And sad that pubs have to close and the house bought up my people far too wealthy to belong there.

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    1. Communities are not as "natural" as they once were.

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  10. No murders?! Well, THAT sounds boring. (Kidding!)

    I've also been waking up at ridiculously early hours -- partly because the dog is up with the dawn, which means something like 4:30 a.m. She'll wait patiently for half an hour or so but after that she gets antsy.

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    1. With blackout blinds or curtains in your living room, I wonder if that would help Olga to sleep longer - just like a human.

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  11. Any post with sheep, is a good post.

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  12. They use to call hawthorn blossom Mother Death in Lancashire and it was thought unlucky if you brought in the house and put it in a vase. Great photos.

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    1. Well. You have taught me something today Dave!

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  13. Glad you got home safely, Neil. Looks like you had such a lovely trip!

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    1. It was nice to spend time with Tony and to walk in what I call "virgin territory".

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  14. It was interesting to me to read of Flaxton because there is a Flaxton in North Dakota too. It's just about 45 miles straight north of where I grew up and only 5 or 6 miles from Saskatchewan in Canada.

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    1. The etymology of the name Flaxton (Yorkshire) is taken from Old English meaning settlement where flax is made. I understand that Flaxton ND was also a place where flax was grown.

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    2. Yes and that apparently is what led to the name of the town.

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