The Moor from The Moor

Where do the mornings go to?  Catch up with the Archers over breakfast; cleaner down the loos; hoover around the three floors; pause for cuppa and Pop Master; seed on the birdtray; look around the rockery and it's lunchtime!

Just when I was thinking I would have to do some serious dusting, Angela messaged to ask if I would like a walk, no contest.  As it was bright out we took a slightly longer four mile or so route, but where did the sun go?  We must have been on the edge of the front further south so my blip was taken as the gloom was moving in.  Across the Aire valley is Bingley Moor.