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Inversion Over Coniston

Inversion Over Coniston

The dreary drifts of November grey.

Cold nights, damp dawns and leaden skies.

In valleys, on lakes , the weighted coat of autumn wrapped around.

 

It took mountainous enthusiasm and just a little courage to take a walk.  

hobithouse

Walna Scar Road

Go against the grain, against the instincts and instructions to stay indoors.

Walk up a hill.  Up through he fog, of which there was plenty on Walna Scar road.

I was almost bored.  There was little to see, bar the Hobbit House.

Coniston Old Man

Coniston Old Man from Dow Crag

Then it swirled.  Tantalising.  Teasing.

Parting.  Closing.  Sinking down below and hiding from whence we’d come.

Pushed to one side.  Collected together, a solid bank of white,

Goat Hawse

Cloud on Goat Hawse

The other side clear.  Hills stretching out, clarity of green.

Coniston

Summit of Coniston Old Man

Walking across the ridge it rested.  A step left on the solid swirl seamed almost possible.

Harter Fell

Harter Fell

Summer hills reflecting over November valleys.

Cloud Inversion

Top of Coniston Old Man

And then the angels appeared.

Brockenspectre

Brockenspectre

Another quirk of a misty day.   

Sun behind, cloud in front to cast the unearthly shadow.

Halo glowing in moisture soaked air.

cloudbow

Cloudbow

Clouds clung tightly to the hillsides.  Reluctant to relinquish their hold.

Tipping over the edge of Low Water.

Low Water

Low Water

Reflecting bright colours.

Low Water

Reflection in Low Water

Lower.  The sun stood not a chance.

Coniston

Big Hill

The weighted coat returned to cover an ordinary day.

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