I don’t know about you, but I need a break from the world and its vicissitudes. And I’ve got just the thing. One of our favourite walks, near Masham, near home. It offers wetlands with waterbirds, calming pastures of sheep, woodland, a stretch along the riverside – all available in a four mile stroll.
This month, Jude of Travel Words invites us to consider Pattern. This walk has plenty, starting with the skeins of geese often to be seen designing sinuous flight lines across the sky.

I’m going to show you a particular line of trees that I’m fond of, towards the end of the walk. A repeated pattern, tree after tree after tree. Sometimes, especially in high summer, these are enough to fill my mental screen. At other times, I notice the pattern echoed. A line of sheep, maybe. A different line – of fencing. Even – and I never manage to catch this in the same shot – a line of snagged sheep’s wool caught on nearby barbed wire.





I’ve chosen in many cases to echo the linear nature of the pattern by a spot of judicious cropping.
There. Did you forget the headlines just for a few moments?
Wonderful, relaxing post, Margaret!! I love that line of trees, reminds me of the avenues of trees in France, lining the roads
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Yes, I know what you mean. We seem to do riversides and marching across hilltops here, don’t we?
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Indeed we do!
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Thanks for the distraction, loved all those lines.
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I do too. And distraction is necessary …
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The line of trees are splendid, and I love the way you present them in all their different guises. But more impressive is that line of sheep’s wool. I am always looking for that. Your walk reminds me of Shropshire. They have nice trees. And sheep 🐑 🐑🐑 xx
Thanks for joining me this week Margaret. 🙂
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Oh, we can always do nice sheep in England. And spare wool.
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There are sheep in the field behind me, but no wool 🙁 then again we have Cornish hedges not barbed wire.
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Thanks, Margaret. Yes I did!
And thank you for this stellar post. I LOVE EVERYONE of your photos. I am also the one taking pic upon pic of ‘lines of trees, shrubs, birds on wires, fences, animals, paths, etc etc – not forgetting lines of washing in every country!!!!
This was a wonderful eye candy. Ta
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Lines of washing are excellent. Note to self. Go and check washing outside NOW. It’s so windy, perhaps it will all have blown away…
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Indeed. Just came in from my garden. LOTS of broken-off branches. Such strong winds. 🌬☁️🌧☔
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A beautiful line of trees, beautifully captured. The sequence offers continual change yet a sense of permanence. Is this an ancient boundary loosely marked? Your last photo, wool on barbed wire – ‘Sheep again. They just left their wool behind.’ . . . hope there’s not a subliminal message or two lurking there.
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Oh, I’m not clever enough for subliminal messages this, or any other week.
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Ah, looking for the subliminal – ’tis an old practise in Art History circles (and other cultural studies circles I believe). Frequently contentious!
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Ah yes… lovely! 🙂
I have some similar sights which calm the soul and soothe the spirit. And invariably trees play a large part.
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Yes. Trees are good for the soul, aren’t they?
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Are they beside a road or just a field hedgerow?
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Nope, they’re not edging a road. I’ve not actually climbed up there, but it seems to divide two fields.
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I am always intrigued by random straight rows of trees, there are several near where we live.
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I am at a loss to think what you require distraction from 🙂 🙂
I love lines of trees on top of hills, standing proud against the sky. Plenty of them here as well, and enjoying them through the seasons is a great joy. I remember as kid collecting the wool from barbed-wire fencing…taking it home and washing it and keeping it in a box…..where I kept all my treasure!
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Ah, treasure boxes. Grubby wool, half-torn packages of cafe sugar, bus tickets … priceless stuff.
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Sublime seconds with sights of sheep and terrific trees traversing the land!
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Tree trunks, twigs travel the terrain terribly tenaciously. Honestly, Peter, what have you got me into?
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A lovely lot of alliteration!
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LOL!
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Very soothing. Nature does that so well.
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Good old Mother N!
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Lovely seeing the repeated lines, from geese to trees in distant seasons, to wool on wire. I love the trees, but the wool on the wire also reminded me of collecting snagged bits of fleece as a child and being intrigued by the oily lanolin feel and smell and seeds caught in the wool. A distracting memory and your delightful photos are a welcome diversion. Thank you.
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Why do we all need ‘diversion’ these days? Hmm?
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Hmm …
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I’ve given up on headlines, Margaret. Sheep and trees are much better, thanks 🙂 🙂
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Me too, Jo. I simply won’t turn the news on any more.
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Lovely post Margaret – we could all do with taking minds off problems and bad news! I’m currently grappling with deciding when to come over to see my dad who does need some help at present. The news and dire warnings over the Coronavirus is concerning when I have to travel by air such a long way – was planning to come over for a couple of weeks next month now thinking May might be a better choice as the weather will be warmer and the general flu season settling down!
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Let’s hope so. A problem that at first seemed nicely tucked away on the other side of the globe has suddenly got more serious world-wide, and more terrifying at the seat of the infection too.
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Exactly – although of course the media do dramatise things, this is a very concerning time. We are watching every available interview and analysis on various media outlets trying to decide what is the best thing to do – my instincts are to stay put but my dad is very disappointed that I might not be coming over after all. I have been delaying booking flights due to the ongoing uncertainty so I’m not locked in to anything. Who knows how long this may go on for? I feel for the poor people stranded and in quarantine. So far we have had no confirmed cases here in Perth (unlike the eastern states) but we are so close to the Asia Pacific region one feels it is a matter of time. Fingers crossed worse case scenarios don’t eventuate.
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I love the way you have taken an idea and used the variety of scale.
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I love lines of trees the way you love lines of washing!
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I love the patterns of the birds, and the trees! Wonderful. 🙂
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I love lines of trees, particularly against the skyline. This is a favourite. Thanks!
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I can imagine you liking those trees. It’s quite rare to see them like that. The sheeps wool makes a lovely echo too. I have a favourite pair of trees I only ever see away on a hillside when driving up the M6.
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I have a few favourites I always look for on journeys. Welcome friends!
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