Thoughts from places- Ghostly Belmont lake

 

 

After a wander by a waterfall we decided rather than returning home, to instead go for a drive. The drive led us away from the thick lake autumn trees surrounding Rivington, their branches entangled, their leaves almost entirely fled for the winter. The drive led us to stretches of moorland. A bare and rugged landscape, through which twisted the road. The mist had now hung low upon it, and an eerie atmosphere settled in. Yet it was beautiful, and we were somewhat reminded of our trip to the ...