Back home again

We left Yorkshire at 9:30 and was home by 1:45 and the journey was eventless save for the farmers lorry ablase with bales of hay. Like all holidays it seems strange to be home and I mindlessly attend jobs like unpacking and the post.

Looking back I liked the Dales with the sheep and the cows and patchwork quilt of fields and farms. I liked the way the light moves, slowly flickering it's way across the countryside finding patches to emblazon in moments of glory and I for the time to stand and stare.