My mother and I have been finding it fascinating. Compared to the urban landscape, the Peak District has hardly changed at all, but things do change in thirty, forty, fifty years, even in a National Park. Woods appear and disappear; a main road becomes a byway; the trains go from black things trailing plumes of steam to candy-bright two-car diesel units. The oldest shots we have of Back Tor are from the early 60s, when it still had a slightly ragged mane of pines all the way up.
Mission Statement
Reading, writing, plant photography, and the small details of my life, with digressions into science and computing.
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Date: 2008-07-30 04:59 am (UTC)