Walking in the Peaks

[nanila]

I am aware that if I don't start posting photos in larger quantities soon, I shall end up with a backlog the length of the Nile. With that in mind, here are the photos from the weekend before last.

We spent it, as mentioned in the Humuhumu + graveyard cat post, in a village in the Peak District. The bloke and friends went and walked up Kinder Scout in gale-force winds on the Saturday. They saw very few other walkers. This is presumably because most people checked the weather forecast beforehand and concluded that it was too dangerous.

I'm therefore grateful that they returned unscathed.

While they were out, I baked cakes and took self-portraits in the refurbished Grade-II listed cottage.


Reading a book in the lounge next to the fire.


Eating an apple in the kitchen.

After her nap, Humuhumu and I went to explore the "Cathedral" for which the village (Tideswell) is famous. I took lots of photos of her, and many little old ladies popping in and out of the church stopped to adore her.


Toddling down the aisle.


Headstones in the churchyard.


The front door. "Quam dilecta" apparently refers to Psalm 84, the first line of which is [translations vary], "How lovely are thy dwellings".


More toddling.


Even more toddling.


Navigating up steps requires reversion to crawling.


OK to toddle coming back down though.


On Mummy's lap post-toddle.

Comments

[weaverbird]

I love your picture posts! (and adore b&w photography, so this post is doubly delicious.)

[nanila]

Thank you! I do like it being able to go back to them months or years later and browse the memories. :) I'm glad they're enjoyable for others, too.

[emelbe]

I really like the one of her going up the steps. It's just... perfectly balanced visually and elicits an anticipation of motion that's quite nice.

[nanila]

Ha, that's my favourite too. Even though you can't see her face, it gives such an accurate impression of what she's like - always wanting to explore.