Cloudscape over Scout Scar A depth of bright cloud billowed above the surrounding fells and a dome of blue rose over Scout Scar. An inspirational cloudscape.
Approaching the ridge, I heard a shepherd shouting to his dogs; ' lie down, lie down,' now between a groan and a roar, 'lie down.' Black Hebridean sheep huddled close. Sheepdogs darted here and there but did not 'lie down.' Across a network of pastures wooden gates had been set out as if for a training course for 'One Man and his Dog. '
Approaching the ridge, I heard a shepherd shouting to his dogs; ' lie down, lie down,' now between a groan and a roar, 'lie down.' Black Hebridean sheep huddled close. Sheepdogs darted here and there but did not 'lie down.' Across a network of pastures wooden gates had been set out as if for a training course for 'One Man and his Dog. '
To the south, Morecambe Bay gleamed like liquid silver. Helsington Pool snaked silver across the Lyth Valley. The Kent Viaduct at Arnside, Heysham power station and Blackpool Tower - all showed clearly. A sublime winter's day. I shared the Mushroom Shelter vistas with a man from the Peak District who envied this dazzling glimpse of the sea, distant but brilliant. Sailing from Heysham to the Isle of Man, then back to Liverpool on bright days gave an opportunity to contemplate this coastline.
It's a challenge to capture the essence of such a brilliant day. An inspirational light and cold, clear air that spells the coming of winter. Images hint at clouds imbued with light and the dazzle and gleam of Morecambe Bay but they cannot catch the magic. Sunlight and shadow play about those bare ash limbs and the trees incline toward each other as if in invitation to the dance. It's a trick of the season, now you see it, now you don't.
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