I went up to Yorkshire with Tam on Friday as she was driving back home and we had a wonderful - sunny! - weekend in the West Riding of Yorkshire where she lives now. I was shown their allotment and have greenhouse-envy (there are two on their plot!) On the Saturday she walked the feets off me - we walked along by the river and the canal (they run parallel to one another) and then up into the town. Canal bits first:
I loved the light on the water here and the almost patterned ripples in places.
There were a couple of narrow boats along this stretch - one moored permanently outside someone's cottage and this poor chap, who had SUNK! I am guessing that below-the-water maintenance had not been done.
We could have walked on and on, but turned around at this point.
There were three swans on the canal and this one was showing off to the female - never seen them with their wings up like this before.
A fire-ruined building. I have been playing about with colour effects and got one to make it look more black and white - I think the tone is Slate.
The church of St Mary, which has very early origins - stones in the chancel arch have been dated to Norman times - 11270 - 1180, though much of the present church dates from the 13th and 14th C. The stained glass in the East window dated from the 15th C and depicts 21 scenes from the life of St Mary the Virgin. Unfortunately the church was locked up so we had to content ourselves with trying to find the earliest of (many) grave slabs. Below: John Richley, 13th August 1673. I liked the little hearts on the bottom.
On some stones, the capitals were beautifully adorned as if they were pages in a Medieval text.
Now - this will give the literary-minded of you a clue as to where we went in the afternoon . . .