Today has been wonderful, a very chilly early spring day full of sunshine and cold, still air. The daffodils in my neighbourhood have only just opened their petals, it's still remarkably cold here in Yorkshire and this morning we woke to a frosty landscape.
I enjoy my school run on days like this, enjoy the pleasure of being able to walk along the water's edge, dipping in and out of sunshine and shadow, feeling rather blissed out by the pure blue colour of the sky.
The stillness of the air makes the canal water so mesmerising, I can't help but stand and stare at it, drinking in it's very stillness and the wonder of reflections. The ducks bring me out of my daydream, swimming over to me and sending ripples across the surface of the water.
Today was certainly a day for being by water. J was home from work, Little B home from nursery, so despite the chill we decided to go on a little outing. Little B is just recovering from a weekend of sickness and his energy levels were a little bit lower than usual, so we chose somewhere for a gentle stroll.
This is Swinsty Reservoir, somewhere in the midst of deep countryside between the Yorkshire towns of Ilkley and Harrogate. It was the first time we've been here, although we have glimpsed it often from the main road up on the hill above.
The water was really hugely big! Compared to the little local reservoir that we usually walk round, this expanse of water felt ginormous. There were even little waves lapping in at the shore, and for a few very brief moments I felt as if I might possibly be beside the sea.
No seagulls though, but plenty of ducks. After a short stroll, Little B was wilting so we found a wooden picnic table in the sunshine and sat down for a rest. Fresh hot coffee from my favourite Contigo, and some little foil wrapped chocolate Easter eggs.
J had his heart set on a pub lunch, a bit of a treat to enjoy on his day off. Normally we are a family of modest picnickers, so pub lunches do feel quite extravagant. A nice treat though, especially when the pub in question is so good. That's where we went look, that building teetering on the edge of the hillside in the photo above. This is high up on Ilkley Moor at the Cow and Calf rocks.
After a lovely lunch in the warm and cosy pub, we went for a little bit of a wander on the moor. We took in the expanse of sky and enjoyed being buffeted by the rather brisk wind that was whipping around the rocks.
These rocks are sooooooo huge! Look at this picture of Little B running and you can get the scale of them. It makes me want to hug them and run away from them all at once.
The views from up here are tremendous, it's a very high-up place indeed. I am SO glad I live where there are hills. I absolutely love love love to be up high and take in a view, one of the reasons we moved here from the Vale of York (which is flat as a pancake with zero hills)
It was a good day, a day of still waters and beautiful skies. And now I can't stop singing "On Ilkley Moor Baht 'at" over and over, and wishing very, very much that I wasn't. Go away, silly song, you may leave my brain now, Thank you.