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the path through the wood

Friday, April 13, 2012

It's weird weather here, one minute it's sunny bright blue skies, the next cloudy or raining and with a chilly wind too.
The rain varies from a slight drizzle to a torrential downpour which only lasts a few minutes. Bearing this in mind we decided to walk in Lowthorpe Wood.

Lowthorpe is a small Yorkshire Wolds village, maybe twenty houses, and the wood which borders it is mainly beech trees with the occasional horse chestnut, it runs along side the Lowthorpe Beck which forms part of the river Hull. The beck meanders it's way through various small villages, across fields and through wooded areas, changing it's outlook and name along the way until it meets the the mighty Humber and flows into the North Sea.

The Yorkshire Wolds are chalk so Lowthorpe Beck is a wide chalk stream and crystal clear, the water level is low this year but the bank sides are studded with clumps of primroses and violets whilst the bluebells are beginning to make an appearance under the trees.

It was a bright clear blue sky when we set off, parking the car in a small layby we skirted two fields planted with oilseed rape which was just beginning to flower, watching rabbits and birds until we crossed a precarious one plank, moss covered little bridge into the cool dankness of the wood.
I love the smell, a sort of damp, dank yet pleasant odour with a hint of promise.

The track is covered in last year's leaves, still bearing their lovely gingery hue, and dark brown beech mast shells which crunched underfoot making a sharp conrtrast to the soft sounds of the trickling water as it runs along side the path.
We walked slowly, savouring the smells and the little finds among the trees.

Bright green leaves were emerging from the sticky buds of the horse chestnut trees, in various stages of their unfurling process they looked fresh and spring like against the autumn bare branches.

A lonely little bluebell poked it's head from amid the fallen leaves, it's bright blue countenance a welcome contrast to the earthy browns and greens of it's surroundings. It's head hung bashfully, flowers dangling like little bells in the typical English bluebell way. There were lots of other budded stalks which would soon be opening to keep it company.

A bit further on stood a lone daffodil, almost opalescent pale lemon petals with a brighter yellow trumpet, all on it's ownsome in a sea of fallen beech did it arrive there?

Clumps of pretty yellow primroses, garlanded round with fresh green leaves to look like little posies, studded the steep bank sides. Glowing brightly against the white chalk and brown soil, their pretty flowers intermingled with bright purple violets and white wood sorrel.

It began to rain and the drops pitter-pattered above our heads filtering down through the canopy of bare branches their little splashes making the fallen leaves glisten.
The surface of the stream became a myriad of ever widening concentric circles as the raindrops plipped into the water.
It didn't rain long and little rays of sunshine shone down like tiny spotlights illuminating small patches on the tree trunks and the water surface, making them glow with an ethereal light.

It was calm and peaceful on the banks of that little trickling stream which seemed to sing it's way along, listening to the birds piping fluently and seeing the first signs of spring emerge but the day was growing old so we followed the track through an unusually dry boggy meadow back to the warmth of the car before heading off to a layby on the main road where a small white van and trailer parks daily to serve up delicious bacon butties, beefburgers and home made cake...all washed down with mugs of tea or weary walkers and travellers alike.
You order from the van, eat in your car or the little picnic area provided.
I love the varied plates and mugs they serve everything up on, nothing matches and some of the slogans on the side of the mugs make me laugh....DH had 'I'm on a seafood diet...I see food, I eat it!'

Emerging bluebells

Lowthorpe beck

Horse chestnut leaves emerging from their sticky buds

a clump of primroses

primroses on the bank sides

Looking back through the trees

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LILSUNFLOWER 4/18/2012 7:25AM

    Wow. Such beautiful pictures and the descriptive prose.
Thanks for brightening up my day.

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SUE_2U 4/15/2012 9:32PM

    So beautiful to read... so lovely to see! Thank you so much! I do miss my walks beside the stream.

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SNUZSUZ 4/14/2012 11:22AM

    Thank you for the "virtual" walk through the woods with you! I always feel like I am right there, you describe it so beautifully!

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MARTHA-ANN 4/14/2012 3:28AM

    Thankyou both, it was a lovely walk, glad you enjoyed it too emoticon

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ECONLADY 4/13/2012 10:55AM

    Absolutely beautiful and a delight to read!

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TWINKIEQUEEN 4/13/2012 9:19AM

    your pictures are lovely.....your descriptive words are even lovlier, evoking mental images which make the fotos unnecessary......sounds like a lovely day

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Sunday, April 08, 2012

Snappy is an acronym for Special Needs Activities and Play Provision for York.
It's a York based voluntary organisation providing various activities, schemes and trips for young special needs people aged between five and twentyfive.
They rely on donations to run the organisation.

Kilham Wednesday Night Bikers are a group of local motorcycle lovers who meet regularly at The Bay Horse Inn, Kilham for rides out on Wednesday evenings and Sunday afternoons through the summer months.
Every Easter Sunday they have an annual Easter Egg Run in memory of Stephen Cowton.
This years run is for eggs and donations to be given to egg-cellent idea!

I knew Stephen, he was an inspirational young man who battled a heart condition all of his life. He died aged eighteen years leaving a sad hole in the village community.
I went to Stephens funeral, All Saints is a large church but it was filled to capacity with as many again standing outside, young and old alike attended and there wasn't a dry eye as the haunting song 'You are the wind beneath my wings' sang by Celine Dion was played as they carried his coffin out.
I can't hear this song now that I think of Stephen.

Stephen was motor bike mad from a very young age, his dad Fran used to take him to compete in the road races on the Olivers Mount Circuit at Scarborough and together they started the Kilham Bikers with the intention for pleasant rides out through the summer months. When Stephen sadly died they started the annual bike run for charity in his memory, todays run was the sixteenth.

The weather was kind, no rain but a little dull.
By nine am the car park at the Bay Horse began to fill up with bikes and riders, they also lined the roadsides and filled the forecourt of a nearby garage.
Bikes of every description and colour, old, new, vintage, three wheeled and riders in colourful gear, painted helmets and fancy dress stood around gossiping and munching on bacon butties washed down with mugs of steaming hot tea...the smell was wonderful and DH and I succumbed to a bacon was deeelish!

Bikers armed with plastic buckets walked among the crowds collecting donations and selling raffle tickets for the draw to be held at the pub shindig this evening, yet others were gathering up the donated Easter eggs and loading them into a white van which would end the procession of bikes.
Then spot on eleven o'clock they all lined up three deep and led by a chicken, the Easter bunny and a black & white rabbit, complete with carrot, they roared off amid cheers and clapping.

Here are a few photos:

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MARTHA-ANN 4/12/2012 1:19PM

    Thankyou, I like writing and Sparking so I'll continue doing both!

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CRANRANA 4/12/2012 11:12AM

  What a wonderful tribute. I'm sure he was a special fella. You really have a way of making us feel connected to him and your community. Keep on writing--and Sparking!

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MARTHA-ANN 4/10/2012 1:27PM

    He was Barb, a really nice well mannered young was so sad as he knew he would never grow old right from being little and had the fortitude to deal with it and live life to the full.

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XME501 4/10/2012 11:32AM

    What an awesome tribute!! He must have been a very special young man.

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MARTHA-ANN 4/9/2012 5:52AM

    Thanks everyone, it was a good turnout especially the evening do which was a social and an auction and raised lots of money...not sure how much as it hasn't been counted yet!
Stephen will definitely be looking down on us and will be very pleased...bless!

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ECONLADY 4/8/2012 2:23PM

    Thanks for sharing!

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ALIHIKES 4/8/2012 1:39PM

    What a great event, and what a wonderful way to remember Stephen! emoticon emoticon emoticon

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GOLDEN-DAYS 4/8/2012 8:22AM

  sounds like fun hope they got plenty of eggs and cash for all the kids stephen would be pleased with this bet he's was sitting in heaven watching all the fun nice one emoticon

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Our 'Ruby' week-end

Monday, March 26, 2012

It was our Ruby Wedding Anniversary yesterday.
When we married forty years ago it was Easter Saturday and in those forty years it has only fallen at Easter again once, our nineteenth.
We didn't want a 'do' so on Friday we headed up into the North Yorkshire Moors National Park for a long week-end in a little stone holiday cottage. It was so peaceful and relaxing even though we did a lot of walking.
Beautiful weather, beautiful views with time to relax and reminisce...we set off in thick fog and apparently the weather back at home stayed foggy all day and the next too...were we blessed or what!!

Yesterday we drove down into Farndale, a small hamlet, parked up and walked along the banks of the river Dove, it's in a sheltered valley and is famous for it's tiny wild daffodils or lenten lillies said to have been brought here by Franciscan monks when they founded Rievaulx Abbey in medieval times. There are a few ruined monasteries in the area.
There were quite a lot of people about as the flowers only bloom for two to three weeks each year but even so you could feel the peace and tranquility of the valley and appreciate the wide open spaces.
It was a beautiful day, warm and sunny with a gorgeous blue cloudless sky, sheep dotted the valley sides and the dancing daffodils made a yellow carpet alongside the Dove as she wound her way through the valley bottom, meandering on with little views and vistas appearing at every bend.
Half way round is a little tea room nicknamed the 'Daffy Caffy' or to give it it's proper title The Low Mill Tearooms. The food is served from a farmhouse kitchen and is delicious. It's especially famous for it's bacon sandwiches but as we'd had our lunch we plumped for a cooling vanilla icecream. The cafe and little garden at the rear was packed out with people so we had to sit on an old stone wall where we were entertained by the cheeky little chaffinches who know when they're on to a good thing with bits of food from the tourists.

Following the path we then came to Church Houses, a tiny hamlet of about six houses and a pub, The Feversham Arms, where we had a refreshing drink in the pretty courtyard garden before making our way back to the carpark. It's like stepping back in time to a bygone age when you go inside.

We drove up the narrow winding steep road out of the valley and across the moor to Hutton-le-hole, a small but beautiful village with a meandering stream through the centre of it.
It made me think of a visit a few years ago when my mam missed one of the stepping stones as she crossed the stream and ended up sitting in the couldn't get up for laughing!
There are 'moor jocks' or swaledale sheep to give them their proper name wandering about free, they're friendly enough and love to share a picnic though they are a bit greedy!
There's the wonderful Ryedale Folk Museum here with it's original houses saved from demolition, brought from other villages brick by brick and rebuilt into their own little village in the museum grounds. We didn't go in as we've been many times before as I used to work there dressing children in medieval costume for photographs when they came on school visits.

We left the village and followed the road through Pickering, a pretty market town, up onto the valley top to Lockton with it's panoramic views and a wonderful hostelry set on the brow of a hill. The Fox and Rabbit used to be a surgeon's house built for his marriage, before it was turned into a pub, you can see why he chose the site. We had a delicious meal sitting in the pretty flower bedecked garden with the sun beginning to set across the moor...all pinks and oranges.

We're back home now but it's another set of beautiful memories to add to my store.
Here are a few pictures for you...enjoy!

The river Dove meanders through Farndale, it's famous for it's tiny wild daffodils or lenten lillies

The 'Daffy Caffy' or Low Mill Tearooms

The Feversham Arms, Chuch Houses

The river Dove

Farndale cottage post office



Greedy 'moor jocks' or Swaledale sheep

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MARTHA-ANN 4/8/2012 8:20AM

    I disappeared when I tried to add a photo, I've done it again and it's back on now!

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ECONLADY 4/8/2012 7:31AM

    Did you have another blog that you erased?

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SISSYB3 4/6/2012 10:15AM

    What a beautiful blog...Cogratulations on your anniversary and thanks so very much for sharing! emoticonRenee

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SNUZSUZ 3/28/2012 11:04PM

    Wow! gorgeous pictures and the way you tell the story i always feel like I'm right there with you! Thank you so much for sharing this with us:)

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ONESPOTLEFT 3/28/2012 12:31PM

    wow great places to see what a visual treat even for those of us who saw the photos, great thank you for sharing

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MARTHA-ANN 3/27/2012 4:54AM

    Thanks everyone, it was a lovely week-end and we've brought back lots of happy memories we can remember in the years to come. emoticon emoticon emoticon

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HICKOK-HALEY 3/27/2012 1:13AM

    That is a beautiful place. So glad you had the chance to go there. The flowers are beautiful, and the buildings are very charming. Thanks for the pictures!

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ECONLADY 3/26/2012 9:24PM

    Happy Anniversary! The pictures are amazing! Thanks for sharing!

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SUE_2U 3/26/2012 8:50PM

    Oh what a lovely place to be! Thank you for sharing the photos.
I think I did wish you a Happy Anniversary already... if not then I do now! May you have many glorious decades together, to come!

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XME501 3/26/2012 1:32PM

    How beautiful!! Thank you for sharing - I always enjoy your pictures.

You do live in a beautiful part of our little world.

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MARILYN1260 3/26/2012 11:52AM

    Happy Anniversary !!! Sounds like your weekend was so nice. Best wishes for many more decades of happiness.

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Fred's nest

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Here's a little treat from a couple of years back for all my wonderful Spark friends.
I know you all love nature and I apologise if some of you might have seen this before but I love it and think it's well worth a re-show!

The blurb on the set page tells you about Fred but basically he was a blackbird chick I raised after his mother was taken by a cat...a blackbird is a common garden bird here...he stayed around and the following year he and his partner nested in the garden.

I decided to to follow their progress taking only one photograph a day, this is the result.

The set follows in date order and if you click on the slideshow link in the top right hand corner it will take you through the pictures.
For more information instead of using the slideshow you can click each picture separately where you will be able to read my comments and observations...I'll warn you now, some of it is pretty sad, but that's nature for you!

I hope you enjoy it.

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MARTHA-ANN 3/23/2012 9:44AM

    Thanks everyone, I was pleased with my following of the eggs to chicks, enjoyed it too!

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ECONLADY 3/22/2012 11:40PM

    Thanks for sharing!

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SUE_2U 3/22/2012 6:23PM

    Wow! FOUR generations! That is amazing and wonderful! Thanks ever so much for showing these photos. I appreciate them very much. I hope you don't mind but I am sharing them with my son who loves birds, too. He really will enjoy them. We used to keep several feeders going and watch the birds all winter and in Summer had the hummingbirds fed, too. They would come so close and hover right over us, even come to the window if the feeders were low. They are smart!

I have raised a robin, before. One fell from a tree during a windstorm, just as it got some pinfeathers, still pretty naked. The tree was much too tall and I was not able to climb back up it and return it to the nest. I raised it and it rode around on my shoulder most of the time. I had it for over a year and Worm, his name, stayed in the house with me most of the time loose. I had covered everything with sheets. He was not potty trained, which was a problem, but he was such a delight. It took so very long to train him to fly. I think that is why he stayed with me so long. Finally he flew off one day after riding around on my shoulder half the day. I have no idea what happened to him.

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MOM2ACAT 3/22/2012 3:38PM

    Fred is a cute little bird! Your pictures are beautiful.

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return visit

Monday, March 19, 2012

It was Mother's Day yesterday so after a pampered morning and a delicious lunch out we returned to Tophill Low in the walk off some of the scrumptious and not very Spark food I'd eaten!

This time we decided to walk the 'O' reservoir and it's accompanying fields, woodland and wetland areas. Though we did pop back up the side of the 'D' to see the new area and hide that's just nicely been finished, it's very posh with carpet covered seats for a warm'll be lovely when it matures as they've lopped off tree tops and put up nest boxes, planted hedges and generally landscaped it. The approach path with the lpped off trees reminds me of those ancient classical Greek buildings with all the broken columns!

The day was beautiful with a soft blue sky and fluffy white clouds scudding past on a strongish wind but it was deceiving too as the wind was deceptively cold, what my dad called a 'lazy wind' lazy too go round you so it came straight through!
I was certainly glad I'd chosen to wear my thick fleece windproofed jacket and gloves.

There were a lot of cars in the car park with the weather being good, 'Fair Weather Watchers' my DH calls them and I must admit a bit of sunshine certainly brings them out in droves unlike us 'proper' birdwatchers who weather anything Mother Nature throws at us. Consequently some of the more popular hides were full to bursting.

The surface of the reservoir was deceiving too, the wind ruffled it so much it was hard to see anything afloat at first. Sparkles glinted from the wave tops and there was a gentle lapping sound as it slapped against the concrete sides, but inbetween the waves there were shovellers, tufted and goldeneye ducks along with seabirds and a mute swan cob with two cygnets, they hove in and out of view as they bobbed up and down on the wind's wave whimsy.

Moving through the still and tranquil wooded area, sheltered from the wind, the peaceful quiet seemed timeless. High in the canopy of pine branches we caught glimpses of bluetits and chaffinches, the former trilling their glass noted songs for all to hear.
Little rabbits munched the green undergrowth grasses unconcerned until we got too near when they bolted for cover in the hedge bottom.

A sparrow hawk hovered silently on the wing high above the scrub, head held still, eyes intent only on it's prey, it's wings beating strongly to keep it motionless it hung on the air before wheeling away as it gave up the chase.

There wasn't a deal to see on the large end pond, a lot of the water had dried up and with the geese and swans having left we were pleased to see there were three cormorants sitting in a tree with their wings in the classic spread cormorant positon.

The smaller pond was edged with the fluffy headed reedmace, occasionally two small finches, of undetermined species as they were so quick, came swooping in to pull a few strands before heading of into the willow tree branches...must be nest building time, some lucky chicks are going to be nice and toasty in all that cosy down!

Passing alongside the Barmston Drain we came to a field of spring lambs and their dams, they looked quite sturdy as most would have been born during the bad weather and the farmers are only just putting them out to grass. Some were feeding, their little tails wiggling ten to the dozen while others were gambolling around in riotous fashion, others just stood or laid quietly beside their mothers. I counted six very black lambs but interestingly no black dams!

The oilseed rape field at the side of the drain was just coming into flower, the odd one or two yellow blossoms shining bright against the dark green foliage.
There were sweet violets too, a gorgeous splash of purple under the bare lattice work of the hawthorn hedge.

On the drive home we saw a grey heron circling high over Scurf Dyke but by the time we'd stopped and climbed the bank to the top it'd disappeared off into the distance.

Ebony & ivory

Dam and lamb

Fluffy headed reedmace at the small pond

I'm having trouble loading the rest of the photos, will try again later.

Interior of the new hide with the 'posh' seats!

It still won't let me load, it managed this one but I've tried four times with the others and now it's getting on my you'll just have to be content with my 'painted with words' descriptions emoticon

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MARTHA-ANN 3/20/2012 10:08AM

    There are seven different hides giving different views of the reservoirs Sue, they're built high up on stilts as the water is deep so you're not allowed near it. This hide is a new habitat area which has just been finished, the others aren't nearly so posh and don't have soft blue carpeted seats either! emoticon

Glad you both enjoyed the trip...

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SNUZSUZ 3/20/2012 9:24AM

    Thank you for another vivid trip with Mother Nature!

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SUE_2U 3/20/2012 6:34AM

    You have a "hide" to take pics from? Cool!
Loved reading this... sounds so idyllic.
Happy Mother's Day! emoticon

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MARTHA-ANN 3/20/2012 3:48AM

    Thankyou, I'm sorry about the photos, it keeps saying the file's too big but they're all taken the same way with the same camera so I've no idea what that means!
Computers...huh!! emoticon

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DOLLBABE56 3/19/2012 4:32PM

    It sounds like a lovely day. Love the pictures.

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