| The woolly sheep were staring back as we made our way |
The colours in this tree were glowing and blowing in the wind, yet the sky was a clear blue
Just look at this lovely autumnal picture, Beacon Hill in all its glory and just on our doorstep.
This is the old farmhouse at Beacon Hill, such a typical redbrick farmhouse, it just wants to be loved back into life and made habitable again, I really adore this place.
There are two sheep near the holiday lets that are very tame and come to the fence to be stroked, they have strange glassy eyes, that do not look directly at you, oddly unnerving.
My daughter in law laura, enjoys hot chocolate and marshmallows at the top of Beacon Hill, I took a flask of hot chocolate for us to have as a treat...delicious.
Beacon Hill from lower down the hill, on the footpath again, the crops are now short stubble, but the view is still tranquil and has a stark beauty of its own.The trees are beginning to turn colour.
This is my favourite photo, a lone tree in the fields, you can see that nearly all the leaves are off now, yet the black lace beauty of the branches begins to show that winter will have a beauty all of its own.
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