Head Scratcher

Head Scratcher

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Somewhere near Bolton Abbey in rural Yorkshire, England, stands this old Roman (?) wall which someone some time ago appears to have tried to “integrate” into an expanded road system. Looks to me like the small archway helps to accommodate cyclists. At any rate, it’s a real study … and a bit of a head scratcher.

Kudos to the local government for not tearing down history in favour of all things modern.

Thanks for visiting …

Dorothy

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©Dorothy Chiotti … All Rights Reserved 2018 … Aimwell CreativeWorks

Weekly Photo Challenge: Unlikely

Where I love to wander …

 

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Wide open spaces

Water +

Antiquity +

Sacred spaces +

Select cities =

My wanderlust

Thanks for visiting …

Dorothy

(Missing from this gallery Paris and London as images are not to be found. Guess it’s time to wander across the pond again.)

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©Dorothy Chiotti … All Rights Reserved 2017

A New Horizon

Look Up

York Minster

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I am always inspired by the joy to be experienced when looking to a Higher source and rising above the travails of life.

When we look up we welcome a new horizon.

When we rise above we make room for the heart to heal.

Note the heart shape in this glorious stained glass window.

Thanks for visiting …

Dorothy

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©Dorothy Chiotti … All Rights Reserved 2016

Reflections of England

Weekly Photo Challenge: Reflections

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Near Fishbourne, Isle of Wight

Near Fishbourne, Isle of Wight

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This reflection written during our visit to England last fall.

An Ode to England

A part of my heart

In England lies,

Upon the green hills

Under grey skies.

By acorns grown old,

In villages quaint,

By waters run cold,

By the church of a saint.

Embraced by a wood,

Entranced by a dale,

Enamored of history

Hearty and hail.

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Roman Baths, Bath, Somerset

Roman Baths, Bath, Somerset

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Near Skipton, Yorkshire

Near Skipton, Yorkshire

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The garden gate at Hilltop, home of Beatrix Potter, Windermere, Cumbria

The garden gate at Hilltop, home of Beatrix Potter, Windermere, Cumbria

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A swan upon the River Thames, Windsor, Berkshire

A swan upon the River Thames, Windsor, Berkshire

Thanks for visiting …

Dorothy 🙂

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©Dorothy Chiotti, Aimwell CreativeWorks 2014

Shout Outs

Stuff and Nonsense

Wind Against Current

Eclectic Odds n Sods

The Other Pictures.

Isadora Art and Photography

Freddy’s Photo Project

A Drive In the Country … Yorkshire Dales, England

Malham

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Not for the faint of heart

Those devil-dare roads

That wind and course

And spill o’er vale and rambling hill.

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‘Tween walls of stone unyielding.

Scarce room to breathe as

Bumper whispers to bumper

“Take care o’er there by Malham Cove.”

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As mists roll in a view obscured.

One dare not say, nor breathe, a word

As through the rolling roads we pass and

Pray for cushion of the grass.

Dorothy Chiotti
All Rights Reserved

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Malham Cove

Malham Cove

This short, haphazard poem was inspired by a rather haphazard drive through the Yorkshire Dales.

My husband wasn’t driving at the time. His uncle, who resides in Skipton, sped us through a jam-packed one-day excursion, which took us by many lovely ancient villages; up into the hills at Malham; over to Bolton Abbey and whatever else he could squeeze into a whirlwind tour.

The scenery was glorious. I really wish we could have spent more time there.

It was a long driving day and Lloyd’s uncle, who is 86 and has lived in the area for many years (and who swims 34 laps of a 25 metre pool four mornings a week), drove those familiar narrow, winding stone wall-lined roads like a speedway ~ that is to say FAST!!!

To be fair, everyone drives those roads ~ roads that were never designed for modern-day passing traffic ~ like speeding demons.

It’s all part of the charm, I suppose … and why it’s unlikely I shall ever take the wheel of a car in the Yorkshire Dales myself. 😉

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While in England, in September, I adopted a bit of a writing experiment.

As we travelled by car around the country, my husband driving, I kept a blank-paged journal and a pen ever at hand to write down whatever inspired as we went.

It was a fun exercise which, apart from leaving me with a few inspired gems (and some jibberish, but that’s the creative process, right?) also instilled a greater sense of how much of my heart still resides in this land where I spent my formative years.

The view inspired, the memories flowed, my heart was filled and the words came.

I’ll be posting them as the spirit moves.

Thanks for visiting …

Dorothy 🙂

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©Dorothy Chiotti, Aimwell CreativeWorks 2013