England’s largest waterfall by water volume….
High Force in County Durham. A 70ft waterfall.
Given the lack of rain this summer in the north, still an impressive site. We have been here a number of times over the years but this was definitely the quietest it’s been, normally it’s truly thunderous. Streams feeding into the river are dry.
Most unlike our usual northern weather.
Always a bittersweet feeling for us here. This was the last place we visited as a family of 3 outside of Yorkshire. Over 9 years ago now but on this visit it felt a lot longer to me. At times almost like a different life, different world. As I tried to recall the memories they felt like faded old photos, proving difficult to hold onto, losing their colour. TIME and LIFE I guess inevitably has that effect. Eventually we have to move on.
A Dad trying to cope with the loss of his Partner and becoming a single parent. 
Hugs Garry! I’m glad you had a nice day out at the waterfall! xx
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thanks Carol ❤️
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Beautiful cascading waterfall! I can identify with those sad feelings though. I, too visited a waterfall this summer and at the same time memories of a loved one who has passed on were very much with me… and yet I know they would want me to be happy.
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sounds like there are places which just have memories associated with them
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Little rain for you up north, flooding for us (in part) here in Oz. Crazy weather for us all.
Memories do that, don’t they… Fading is inevitable. I find it extremely hard to hold onto ‘faces’. However, their essence remains, and bring smiles. And yes; moving on is also inevitable. Our loved ones wouldn’t want it any other way…
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yes that’s so true.
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Yes, we move on and it happens gradually. I think it is because most of us live in the present.
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we move on when we are ready, gradually is good
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Memories are like a home we once lived in and now it isn’t ours. Like the castles over time. Like the tent we stored away wet and it was ruined. We eat and sleep here now in this place, and be creative or see creation, to make a mess and clean up, to clutter and tidy, to speak or listen, to itch and scratch and notice THIS LIFE, within in this TIME.
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Way too early to say such profound things, but now I’ve typed them, I’m gonna share them as a post on my blog me thinks. More tea vicar? ☕
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look forward to reading them ☺️
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I so get the wet tent analogy, so do.
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It’s a wonderful place! I’d love to visit it.
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It really is
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Moving on doesn’t mean we should forget. Your photography is always so good that I wonder if Hawklad does any?
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photos make such a huge difference
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Great photos. I’m sure it was a bittersweet visit.
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thank you 🙏
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WOW! That is one impressive waterfall. 🙂
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it really is especially after a storm
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Big hugs, Gary. The photos may fade but those indescribable instinctual feelings will always be there to comfort and guide you both.
The waterfall and jagged rock facade is beautiful!
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hugs to you my friend. It’s the beauty of digital storage, don’t fade ❤️
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Wisconsin has some waterfalls as well, but I’ve yet to hunt them down. You remind me how important this is.
And I know what you mean about the faded memories. There are moments I struggle to remember my father’s laugh, and that really, really hurts. But we must keep moving forward for those who count on us, my friend. xxxxxxx
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waterfalls is another place that just seem to have a magic associated with them. Keep moving together xxxxxxx
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Impressive
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it’s a cool place
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Your photos are beautiful. I can see why being there would feel bittersweet.💛
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thank you Laura, I guess it shows how special these places are when we find them ❤️
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