View from Cat Bells towards Grisedale Pike overlooking the rolling hills around Newlands Valley. This landscape always feels like home.
“The little child learns to speak, though it has no learned teachers – because it lives with those who know how to speak.” ― Zhuangzi
The names given to this landscape are unknown to me.
Pleasantly lost in one's own thoughts in the woodland around Derwent Water.
The rare place without paths. How do we get to the sky ?