Monday, December 1, 2014

snapshots of my life: week 48

the week involved intensive learning, writing, and being in a bit of a pressure cooker environment with 16 others at an arvon short story writing course. i think that's why all but one of my pictures is without human beings. i needed to escape into the landscape and scenery.

northern rail train stop. i took a taxi from hebden bridge to heptonstall where the course took place.
heptonstall countryside
the turn down to lumb bank, the house where the course was held.
the quarter of a mile steep and narrow drive down to lumb bank
entrance
the frontside of this 18th century millower's house that was once owned by poet ted hughes
the backside (this picture was borrowed from the internet)
the view from my window
the view from the edge of the property
just to see the name t.s. eliot gives me a charge
between the buildings
the same place as above but from behind
back garden
mini window found on the driveway down to the property
view from the top, headed into heptonstall for a walk
more of the landscape
entering hepstonstall village
a rather cheeky car parked outside a very formal looking elementary school
stillness
local pub
under the menu it reads "in a warm traditional environment"
tin foil man
cloth hall goes back a few years
the square leading to the church and cemetary
this the where the american writer sylvia plath is buried. the church was built in the 1800s and is victorian gothic
arches upon arches
there are ruins that date back to the 13th century
the low down
ivy covered headstones
this is the section of the graveyard where plath is buried. it was not easy to find her.
a humble presentation
view from near the church
aalborg airport. this sign hit me over the head that i need to do my danish homework.