Tuesday, October 20, 2009


In 1994, we spent several days in Richmond, intending to walk in the North York Dales, something I had dreamed of doing for years. However, the weather did not cooperate. Although it was August, temperatures were more like winter, and the rain was never-ceasing. Since we were leaving England for Italy, we hadn't packed much warm clothing. You always anticipate rain in the north of England, but the cold temperatures were a surprise. This photo captures the bleakness of Swaledale in the rain, and, while the dales are beautiful in any weather, we had a disappointing time. We had a Border Collie puppy at home and were very eager to see a herding and jumping competition one evening. The rain and wind were so severe, however, that we very reluctantly stayed indoors.

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