White Coppice Walk
I stood quietly by the window and zoomed in our latest guest under the bird feeder.
The fallen grain found a new home with this fast mouse.
But let me take you now on a walk in White Coppice near Anglezarke Reservoir towards Brinscall village.
There was a green lane (sheep road) between the hamlet and village through Hodgkinson Wood.
Bridges led up to the moors for sheep grazing. (Think Wuthering Heights for moor descriptions.)
It is a shady path with early Autumn sunshine. I wish it was like that today instead of grey.
Old oak tree.
Bungle drank some of the peaty water which had drained from the moor. It looks rich in iron!
Ferns changing colour.
Squeak leading the way showing another bridge.
If you are interested in a walk among the ruins try this link.
Meadow view.
Unripe blackberries.
White Coppice houses opposite the cricket pitch. You can see inside here.
Beautiful seclusion.
Rose Cottage is the house on the right.
Close up. There is an article about it here.
We’ll walk south now from White Coppice to Anglezarke Reservoir.
One of the mountain sheep.
The Winters can be harsh.
But there is still life in this exposed tree.
So what has been going on here since?
Well it has got a lot colder so the little hog nosed snake likes snuggling up my sleeve.
It is a wonder Attic 24s Bower Bird got made at all.
If you put 2 Ikea bucket chairs together they look like an old bath.
As Squeak was damp and wrapped in a towel when I took this pic, it made us laugh.
Daughter made some gingerbread men for medicinal purposes- honest! Ginger is a good anti inflammatory.
43 days until Christmas. But who says we can’t start early?
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