The beech tree stood alone,
As a sapling it had made a home
On the rim of the lake.
It stooped low brushing reeds.
Ahead of its stooping branches… 181 more words
In my last blog I mentioned that we had walked part of the Corpse Road or coffin trail running from Ambleside to Grasmere.
Yesterday, we walked a variation treading in the steps of the route taken by people bringing the dead for burial from Elterwater to Grasmere. 401 more words