A Snowy Darwen Moor

Snowy path from Darwen Tower
Snowy path down from Darwen Tower

Following up my frosty rose pictures, I thought you might like to enjoy Darwen Moor in the snow vicariously without freezing your fingers or nose.

Winter sunset: view from a snowy Darwen Moor
Winter sunset
Cyclist looks towards Darwen tower in winter
Cyclist taking a breather
Young Birch trees in snow
Young birch trees in the snow

I’ll leave you with an icy curiosity. I’m not sure what the appropriate term would be – ice beads or bubbles or pearls? Take your pick!

Ice bubbles
Ice beads, bubbles or pearls

61 Replies to “A Snowy Darwen Moor”

  1. Lovely photos, I’m happy to admire them from a distance, although it’s been quite cool here too, for summer.

  2. Lovely scenes and very well captured. I love the snow and living in London 1978/79 was heavenly (to me). That was the year it snowed in London and actually lay quite thick in some streets.

  3. The pastel skies are beautiful. In the photo of the cyclist, what is that on the horizon? I monument of some sort? or something more mundane?

    I’ve been thinking of you the past month on a nearly daily basis. Houston radio has been broadcasting multitudes of advertisements for the charms of Mississippi. Their tourist bureau must have decided that Texans need a new place to visit; they’ve mentioning everything from water sports to gardens. It’s quite interesting.

    1. I meant to ask if you know which gardens they are promoting in Mississippi. I can think of more in Texas! (Which is not to say Mississippi isn’t well worth a visit).

  4. There is something to be said for a vicarious walk on a snowy moor. I get all the beauty but none of the shivers. What an extraordinary blend of soft color — the sky and snow seem to emerge from the same palette. I especially love the capture of the cyclist, with the sun on one side and the shade on the other. That must be a wonderful place to walk and think.

    1. And not having the risk of twisting an ankle, which is real. Funnily, if you have a topic planned to think of, it never works out. I just think about what I see. The cyclist was on a path, although it hardly seems so.

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