Yorkshire is like a small self-sustained kingdom, as I read on some guide book, where people are proud of their earthly accent and the local crafts they produce. While north Yorkshire must be the arcadian part of it -- with dales, rivers, fields, sheep, quaint stone buildings and hilly towns -- it is a placid tune of pastoral, and I am more than happy to sing along in this early spring. Very fortunately, my travel companion is whom I want to say 'Contra mundum' with, while rolling up and down, tip-toed, in the delicate town of Harrogate.
These purple brushes has started their yearly painting
Little town, full of little people, waking up to say ...
When a piano reveals its bones and heart, you will be unconsciously attracted by it
Waiting for hands
Joyee is visingting her old college, everyone says she has grown up~
This warm, airy 'castle of residence' does welcome her returner with a bright kiss
Fitting in, stretching out
branch and bench, both shape like snakes!
What else is the best herald of spring?
After reading an article on how to distinguish spring flowers, I no longer have the confidence to name those hugely-different-looking white flowers ....
The snowy cloud perching on the branches is melting into the blue
Bluebells are yet to wake up, let's listen to the 'green bells' first ...
Take a vintage look to some grainy days when you just walk the walk
Knaresborough is where Joyee drew the starting chapter for her 18th year on Earth, she was thrilled when I suggested visiting this water front hilly town, and we were both excited, even the weather was chilly. Knaresborough has a long name, and indeed the stone paths up and down the hill to the river is as long, as quaint and as memorable as the name. It was an honor to rove into the town from Harrogate, since the train we were taking would go over the iconic bridge, composing an impressive picture for any soul that looks out for beauty. It feels like the town was built as a response to the river bend and the unfolding bridge, their placid yet haunting call itched people's hearts and hands to create home and harbor by them.
Looking out
Arch
Heather never loose its color
Sky cloudy, water clear
A stone wall that freezes time
Still wearing gloves in spring!
The quaint bend and unfolding arches
Literally 表情包! I love how Joyee make fun of herself~
Early birds with yellow stained mouth
MORE TRAVELS AHEAD !
