The heather and gorse are over for this year and there is a carpet of russet colured furze
Little pools for the wild ponies.
The deep combes so typical of Exmoor. The dark rise in the distance ,which sometimes looks navy blue is the highest point - Dunkery Beacon. I have my back to the sea and Wales. Nothing personal:)
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How lovely - during my last too-brief trip, we drove out of the sunlight to find Exmoor shrouded in mist. Dunkery Beacon would have to wait till my next visit...
But the ponies in the mist, perfectly camouflaged in the landscape, were beautiful to see.
Exmoor has always been one of my father's favourite landscapes to paint. When I was a kid, we went on holiday there several times, so pictures of it always stir something in me :)
Such gorgeous countryside. Thanks for sharing, Pat.
Rachel: I love it shrouded in mist. That's when the imagination takes flight and the Doone family seem to be lurking round every corner.
Kim: and I honestly don't think your father would find it much changed.
Judy: I never tire of it - fortunately and it is so much milder that 'up north'.
What a lovely peaceful place to take a break. :)
I just "happened" to drop by your blog and find it extremely heartwarming...I think I will drop by more and more and more.
"Sunshine"
Exmoor looks delightfully peaceful. I'd probably set a chair out there and sit and watch and watch and watch.
Somewhere, at the back of my mind, I associate it with drama. Is it some story about a beast circulating on the net or some other blogger's tales? Hmm, I must figure out what.
Maggie: one of the reasons we chose to retire to Somerset:)
Sunshine: good I always welcome sunshine;)
GG: the girls and I have had picnics but it can get quite windy overlooking the sea.
THE Exmoor story is 'Lorna Doone' and there is meant to be a beast of Exmoor. I have myself seen a cougar like creature but expect it was an escaped wild animal.
I had my back to Wales
*sniggers*
I'm often shocked by my proximity to Wales these days.
Sx
Oh, Pat, what a beautiful place. My mother-in-law was born in Chester, and spent a lot of time in Wales. She always spoke lovingly about the countryside. So glad you're out and about.
Beautiful photos which confirm my need to visit Britain one of these days. I keep putting it off until y'all start driving on the right side of the road.
Cheers.
Scarlet: our ashes may well end up there.
Debra: it is beautiful and as people tend to tear through to Dev on and Cornwall it is fairly unspoilt.
Randall: don't leave it too long - nothing lasts forever.
Randall, we do drive on the right side of the road, the left. It makes shaking the hand of those you meet so much easier, and sword-fighting or jousting :)
Beautiful pictures, Pat!
I always feel I belong in Somerset, could have something to do with my last name being that of a village close by.
Nea: you tell him Nea!
Now let me see: Nea Stogumber, Nea Porlock, Nea Watchet, Wiliton, Washbrook, Selworthy, Bossington, Luccombe?
I give up:)
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