There's an echo of our own lives in this capturing of time past, time present and time to come. We might think we live in the moment but our minds flit back and forth over time.
In speaking to others who walk this way I've learnt how greatly we all value such small areas of tranquillity. We value it for peace and birdsong, for flowers and butterflies. And for trees like these lovely hornbeam.
The Ghll is steep-sided so winter sunlight reaches it obliquely and briefly. You have to learn when the light will be right for the photographs you'd like. As I walked that way yesterday, into the sun, the frost-effect on tall grasses was beautiful. When I returned with my camera next day they were in shadow with a light-covering of old snow on the ground.
Yesterday, a friend and I walked the footpaths impacted by the Brigsteer Rise development to check that they give easy and safe access- not always the case. Amidst all the noise of construction we found a flock of long-tailed tits, great tits, blue tis and nuthatch in the ivy-clad trees close by. Here's to the resilience of Nature- but it's impossible to know how much has been sacrificed to this on-going development. We have some idea- barn owl and kestrel gone, bats far fewer, voles wouldn't survive being scooped up in diggers.