Out alone on Dartmoor in the wild mid-winter when howling winds from ancient times stirred the limbs and leaves to blow a chorus of thunder through the mighty oaks.
It was great up there!
Out alone on Dartmoor in the wild mid-winter when howling winds from ancient times stirred the limbs and leaves to blow a chorus of thunder through the mighty oaks.
It was great up there!
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Stunning, Patti! This has such a wonderful atmosphere! Beauty.
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Very atmospheric Patti. :0)
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Oh gosh it must have been great! So much energy in those howling winds.
Beautiful image!
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Gorgeous!
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What a rich piece.
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like from another era…
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Lovely shot, Patti!
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Thank you so much Richard!!!
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Gorgeous scene, Patti, and I love your accompanying description!
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Thank you Stacy, the wind carried me away a little on the word front!
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Beautiful shot Patti 🙂 I love the fog line and the stone wall and can almost hear the wind howling through the trees. Great work.
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Joe, the wind was like a jet airliner through those trees. I looked for it!
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The mist tracing a front line of sturdy oak. Lovely.
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Lovely words from you Steve!
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Why, thank you Patti 🙂 I shall go and have a looksee at your side of the web.
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I love this one. Beautiful!
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Malin, thank you so much! It really is a most beautiful part of the world.
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