Dartmoor - Open Moors

Hut Circle & Hookney Tor, Dartmoor

Hut Circle & Hookney Tor, Dartmoor

What stories do these rounds of grey contain…
As I sit sun bathed a lark turns on the silence
And the memories begin;
Streaming down through the silver tinted mists of years,
Faces swim - turn and fade
The sweet comfort of wood smoke fills me now,
Bridging the arc of time,.
The lark returns, invisibly breaking the spell,
The warm words of this hillside spill and tell their soft stories….
grimspound poem by Rachel Burch.

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Date: 30/06/08

Location: Grimspound

Photographer: Rachel Burch

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