Views

There is some knitting going on but nothing completed as there is quite a lot of sewing up to be done which I hate. Hopefully by my next post I will have at least one completed project to show.

Meanwhile here are some views from my conservatory; first, the Brown Clee.......

.......then a view across the Shropshire countryside........

This is the country that Housman had in mind when he wrote, in the Shropshire Lad, of lost youth .........

'Into my heart an air that kills

From yon far country blows:

What are those blue remembered hills,

What spires, what farms are those?

That is the land of lost content,

I see it shining plain,

The happy highways where I went

And cannot come again.'

And lastly, while I was taking these photos, the Robin had to get into the picture. He is in mid moult and was obviously having a bad feather day!