Shades of Green.

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Cycling Northumberland.

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Thank you so much for the wonderful pictures. I could not stop looking and it provided me with at least a few minutes of meditation, dreaming as well as remembering my own childhood on roads just as small and countryside just as clean as there in Northumberland. Sorry to say that I am not from there, but I lived for twenty years in Germany. So these narrow roads are familiar to me. Again thank you so much for posting such beautiful photos

Image: cycing on a country road.

What memories your photographs bring back to me. I cycled the roads of Northumberland during and just after the war. Each road has a memory and I am grateful to be given the priviledge to see them on your website. Many thanks.
Alan

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Pours the spring it's earliest green
Upon Hosedon still?
Are the milk-white hawthorns seen
Upon Hosedon still?
Does the tall and grove-like broom,
With it's moist and yellow bloom,
Shed a glory and perfume
Upon Hosedon still?

Rests the light and downy cloud
Upon Hosedon still?
Is the sky-lark's carol loud
Upon Hosedon still?
Is the cuckoo seldom dumb?
And the wild bees, do they come,
As of old, to sip and hum
Upon Hosedon still?

Robert Story.
19th century Northumbrian Poet.

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I live in Southern California now, but am originally from Prudhoe in Northumberland. It does my soul good to see these wonderful pictures and remember the beautiful countryside once again.

Thank you so much.

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Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.
Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.
The winds will blow their own freshness into you
while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.
John Muir.

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May
Christina Rossetti

I cannot tell you how it was;
But this I know: it came to pass
Upon a bright and breezy day
When May was young; ah pleasant May!
As yet the poppies were not born
Between the blades of tender corn;
The last eggs had not hatched as yet,
Nor any bird foregone its mate.

I cannot tell you what it was;
But this I know: it did but pass.
It passed away with sunny May,
With all sweet things it passed away,
And left me old, and cold, and grey.

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I grew up in the rural South, USA. Thank you for photos that remind me of home. I want to visit and ride by bicycle along each one!

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He that planteth a tree is a servant of God, he
provideth a kindness for many generations, and
faces that he hath not seen shall bless him.
Henry Van Dyke.

Image: shady lane, Bellingham.

“When I go out into the countryside and see the sun and the green and everything flowering, I say to myself , Yes indeed, all that belongs to me!” (Henry Rousseau - 1844-1910)

Image: country field.

I viewed this site 2-3 months ago, i have always lived here in Northumbria, i have sent this site to family & friends all over the world and the replys i get back is. . . amazing we are coming to see !!

Image: country lane in June.

Great to see many of the roads I cycled along in the 80’s. Very different from where I now live - Colorado!

Image: country village.

Imagination is more important than knowledge. Albert Einstein.

Image: on the road to Bellingham.