Today’s post is from Bolton Abbey a 40 minute drive from my home, In summer the river surrounding the Abbey is enjoyed by families and picnics. I arrived at dawn to a misty morning, the arches looked stunning against the sky.
Bolton Abbey is an estate in Wharfedale in North Yorkshire, England, which takes its name from the ruins of the 12th-century Augustinian monastery—now generally known as Bolton Priory. It sits within the picturesque landscape of the Yorkshire Dales, adjacent to the village of Bolton Abbey.
Thank you Adrian of Cornwall Photographic for the invitation to the 5 day ‘Black and White Challenge’. I love black and white images they seem to tell a totally different story.
Today’s picture was taken last weekend, you couldn’t see farther then a few feet in front of you with the thick fog we were experiencing, an invitation not to be missed. I ventured into my local Dean Clough Woods.
The nature of this challenge to nominate a fellow blogger, therefore I nominate John from ‘meticulousmick’ to take up the challenge. John had given me support and encouragement along the way and has captured some stunning images.
With its roots in an ancient Pagan tradition, the custom of wassailing is thriving once again throughout the South West and Somerset in particular.
On the official wassail night, the original “Twelfth Night” of the Julian Calendar, the Shepton Mallet Cider Mill hosts its annual wassailing ceremony for its growers, customers and suppliers in its own award winning Stewley Orchard. The aim of the wassail is to awaken the cider apple trees, scare away evil spirits and ensure a bountiful harvest of fruit in the Autumn.
The Stewley Master of Ceremonies, from Taunton Deane Morris Men, led the proceedings. Remaining faithful to the traditions, the evening’s ceremony saw the Wassail Queen crowned with a wreath of berries, dip toast in mulled cider and place it in the branches of the tree to attract robins, the embodiment of good spirits bringing fertility to the orchard. The cider was then poured onto the roots of the chosen tree to call for a good harvest.
The assembled crowd were instructed to make as much noise as possible – banging sticks and playing instruments to scare away evil spirits. A volley of gunfire was sent into the branches of the tree for good measure and singing of the Wassail Carol completed the ceremony.