In the depths of the dark Devon woods. Dartmoor summer.
Under the shadows of filthy weather in the splendid isolation of an early morning on Dartmoor. Shifting clouds and occasional shafts of light provide an ever changing shift in the drama that is… Continue reading
The winter sun across Dartmoor.
Wild, wet Dartmoor . . . where battering winds bring shades of sun, heavy cloud and fine bullets of icy rain in sweeping shifts of primeval restlessness. Greetings from Cosdon Beacon and Happy… Continue reading