College Valley.

Cheviot Hills in Northumberland.

I lived in Northumberland for many years and your site provided me with a wonderful feeling of nostalgia for places that I have loved.

May Blossom in the College valley, Cheviot Hills, Northumberland.

Spring - An experience in immortality.
Henry D. Thoreau.

For me, a landscape does not exist in its own right, since its appearance changes
at every moment; but the surrounding atmosphere brings it to life - the light
and the air which vary continually. For me, it is only the surrounding
atmosphere which gives subjects their true value.
Claude Monet

There are no limits to either time or distance,
except as man himself may make them.
I have but to touch the wind to know these things.
Hal Borland.

Nothing that is can pause or stay;
The moon will wax, the moon will wane,
The mist and cloud will turn to rain,
The rain to mist and cloud again,
Tomorrow be today.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The air is like a butterfly
With frail blue wings.
The happy earth looks at the sky
And sings.
Joyce Kilmer, Spring.

The wood is decked in light green leaf.
The swallow twitters in delight.
The lonely vine sheds joyous tears
Of interwoven dew and light.

Spring weaves a gown of green to clad
The mountain height and wide-spread field.
O when wilt thou, my native land,
In all thy glory stand revealed?
Ilia Chavchavadze, Spring.

'But I must gather knots of flowers,
And buds and garlands gay,
For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother,
I'm to be Queen o' the May.'
Alfred Lord Tennyson.

Cheviot Hills, Northumberland, College Valley.

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