A scroll of cloud hung over Mallerstang whilst we walked Wharton Fell in sunlight. We were gifted with a brilliant November day and the low winter sun brought out qualities of a landscape we rarely see. It's fun to take shadow photographs, I find. They are special to the season and they confer an edge of mystery. As if there's some story embedded and you aren't about to fathom it. To the east lay Mallerstang. To the west a patchwork of field walls was about to appear before us.
We walked on the moorland of Wharton Fell, looking toward a system of field-walls and Ash Fell. The low sun illuminated the limestone in a way you don't see at other times of year. Meanwhile, the cloud lifted on Mallerstang and we could see the ridge.
I love the quirky pattern of field-walls and the distinctive style of barns. Travel east from Kendal, and barns take on a distinctive character. It's partly geology and partly a local style.
Ash Fell lies left of this image. There are fossils in the limestone walls, although they're not as prolific as on Smardale Fell. What was remarkable about this day was the cloudscape and the quality of the light. And the contrasts as we looked across the landscape, from cultivation with barns and field-systems to the wilds of Mallerstang.