So this is what a moor looks like…
Since I was a teenager, I have been reading about the moors in British literature. At 13, I had no idea what a moor was, but after reading many novels I was able to put together a rough image in my head. It turns out I wasn’t too far wrong. It was a misty, foggy day when we were on the North Yorkshire moors. The Brontë sisters were smiling, I’m sure.
Heath!!!!! hahaha What a great shot! It must have been beautiful with the open air all around you!
It was magical! I was thinking of you in nearby Haworth, the Brontës’ hometown. I could feel their presence everywhere. ;o)