White Nancy above Bollington, Cheshire
What a grey old time we have been experiencing in The People's Republic of Yorkshire in recent weeks. Not only have we suffered biblical rains, the sky above us has been a thick light grey canopy that mutes all colours and seems to drain away the landscape's very lifeblood. Fifty shades of grey.
In periods like the current one, you start to crave the colours and the brightness that you know Nature is capable of providing. The hues of spring and summer. I looked into my extensive library of summertime images for blue skies. All of the pictures that accompany this text were taken in the month of June.
The photos are, I think, a nice reminder that colour will, in the course of time, return and the enveloping grey blanket will be turned back far beyond the horizons that surround us.
Yesterday, under the grey above, I drove over to Hull to see my beloved Tigers beaten by Bristol City. This only added to the gloom. However it was nice to have a passenger - Karl from Wickersley near Rotherham. We conversed throughout the one hour journey and all the way back like bona fide chatterboxes.
Karl is only 62 but he has been battling kidney cancer for which he is receiving immunotherapy. He has had one kidney removed but the battle for life is still very much on. It was great that he felt fit enough to make it to the football. Shame the lads out there on the pitch couldn't send him home with a happier result.
As arranged, we also met my old friend Tony in the stadium. Years ago Karl and Tony were nursing colleagues in Sheffield's Weston Park Hospital. Perhaps ironically, it specialises in cancer treatment.
Limestone field barn near Monyash, Derbyshire
House in Chinley, Derbyshire
King of The Llamas near Tissington, Derbyshire
Dead tree on Low Moor, just west of Sheffield
These photos are brilliant and just show what we can look forward to. The grey, wet and dark days are coming to an end. And i can't wait.
ReplyDeleteEverybody feels the same - apart from totally blind people who do not mind either way.
DeleteOur skies look like that today!
ReplyDeleteI love your llama there.
That llama was called Levon.
DeleteI am glad to read that it's not just me that thought it has been particularly gloomy. Rain I can put up with, but the gloominess has been really depressing.
ReplyDeleteWe have had so much greyness lately. Surely soon the sun above will pierce the blanket.
DeleteGK Chesterton refused to call a grey day drab.
ReplyDelete* Better to warm one's hands at the ashes of Glastonbury than at the
painted flames of Croydon. *
The Glory of Grey. Chesterton. Online Literary Network.
So sorry to hear Karl has been battling liver cancer.
You gave him a good day out. I hope Tasker has those days too.
Franz Kafka asked a friend in a letter : Why is Chesterton so happy ?
As Shelley wrote: "If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?"
ReplyDeleteDull weather can certainly bring on the blues.
ReplyDeleteThe dead tree has interesting lines. I love blue skies, though cloudy ones can also be pretty with variations in colour and cloud shapes. We see a lot of blue skies here in Australia, even in winter.
ReplyDeleteVery nice blues with interesting subjects.
ReplyDeleteIt's not only Yorkshire that's been grey, here in the west Wildshire has been pretty grey too, I think it's almost rained every single day this year so far.
ReplyDeleteMost species on this planet depend on sunlight, and we are no exception - it is good for our physical and mental health. And while I don't mind at all going for a walk under a grey sky, when after several days under a heavy grey lid the sun finally comes through again, I realise what I have been missing, and feel a lot more "alive".
ReplyDeleteThe King of the Llamas looks rather regal!
ReplyDeletePretty countryside.
ReplyDeleteWe have some warmer days this week but it might not be sunny. I'm hoping to get outside for walks now that our temps will be up in the 40s (F). Yay!
ReplyDeleteThat's a rather sad-looking llama. He looks like he was shorn not too long ago and is now again in bad need of shearing! (Or maybe just a bath.) In my experience, things brighten up considerably toward the end of February, and I'm looking forward to it!
ReplyDelete39 days until spring!
ReplyDeleteWe have to have dull days in order to appreciate the bright ones when they come.
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