Well I am going away for a few days. I leave on Saturday for week in Northumberland in the North East of England. Coast, castles, hills and walks. I hope I will come back with some pictures of course I will have very limited wifi if any during this week so I may seem a little quieter than usual. I will be back soon enough trying to catch up again.
On that subject. I am very aware that I am a little behind with thanks at the moment. I have many comments to reply to. As you know, I always reply to comments in the end. I will get to them all I promise so I beg your patience. It has been a very busy time lately so I am looking forward to my short break.
I have been collecting many pf your pictures since my last journal so, in a moment, I will share a pretty random and wide ranging selection of them. Once again, there are works from keen beginners and works from very accomplished artists but to me they are all beautiful. I hope you will find something to like among it all.
Thank you, each and every one for your favs and lovely comments. I thank you each time I write one of these journals so I hope you all understand it is because I really mean it. Many of you hold my pictures in a greater esteem than I do for which I am eternally grateful. Sure I do like my work but to have you commenting with such lovely words is a joy to me that I can barely describe. I honestly couldn't wish for more heartwarming support than I have found here at dA. I enjoy every minute of my time with you all and wish I had more time to spend here. There is never enough time for what you truly love it would seem but I do my very best I assure you
So, here are the pictures i promised earlier. Please enjoy them and give the artists some support if you like the images enough There are rather a lot but you have been very busy all of you
Please take the time to look. I'm sure you will find something you like.
The Witch TrialOn the east-bounds o' red-rose shire,
there stands the Pendle Hill.
T'ween rivers Ribble and Hudder,
wind-swept moors standing still.
Walled by the druid stones and wary
hedgerows, Irish sea gales whisper and
moan. For devil soul'd men o' earth
tramp the trails alone.
Demdike and Device, Redferne and Whittle.
Those crones and their blood kin
care for nought, old hearts brittle.
Across the dark old Pendle Hill
They scurry'd and swarm'd. To fear'd Malkins
Tower, Pendle Forests black soul.
Brave Nicholas and Nowell, hid 'mongst
the tall trees, unseen by the Coven
who plotted dark deeds. They led
local men held by fear and thrall,
Captured the Coven, sent to
Lancaster's dank halls.
Trial'd, and tested, and sentenced to die.
Devils and beggars, see
the Pendle's blighters stand nigh.
Hung by the neck 'till the corpses
are cold. Buried in churchyards, with
eyes on their souls.
But one was different from the old
and the ugly. Dear Alice Nutter,
the lady of Roughlee. Silent and
That is all. I'm sorry and delighted there were so many for this feature. Apologies for those that were not included. It doesn't mean I don't love them it just means I ran out of space
There will be plenty more features to come.
So be good, be adventurous, have fun, keep the love and keep the passion
I'll be here a couple more days then I'm gone but I will be back soon.