Residual Snow

The snow had all but gone this morning and the view across the Hope Valley was restored to normal save for white strings nestling under walls and running along ridge lines and the base of the crags, marking out the partitions, folds and creases in the landscape.

It resembled something an artist might produce as an initial sketch or a giant lace doily created by someone with absolutely no sense of symmetry.

A photograph of the scene would be good at this point but I was running late and didn't have time to stop.  So instead here are a couple of mad signs seen this month.

Fire Risk - note the water running behind the pole

Mud on Woodland Tracks - oh no!!!