Count the sheep

Here's a blip to send help you sleep! 
Haworth Moors, on the way to 'Top Withens' that derelict building that supposedly has connections with Wuthering Heights.  In the 35 years I've lived in Yorkshire I've always meant to walk to Top Withens....but have never quite got there as yet!  The moors here are wild in winter, but blushingly beautiful in August with the heather.  Blowy and boggy in places, and Chino sploshed through the muddy puddles like a toddler with welly bobs on......that's ok because he's off for a cut and blow dry on Thursday....ready for Joe and family arriving :)))