Laura

Pole dancer. Aerialist. The colour blue.

[Gitana @Gitana1369877]

"If there is no wind, row."
-Latin Proverb

[FilmoteCanet Cinema @CanetCinema]

i'm fine

[peaklass @peaklass1]

I may not be very popular for pointing this out but ... there are only 10 days until Christmas! 🫣 I don't know about you but I'm finding it hard to get into the festive spirit this year, and the dreary weather isn't helping much either. So I thought I'd do a Top 10 Countdown to Christmas, and I'll share one of my own favourite #peakdistrict Christmassy photos each day until the big day. A kind of mini, snowy advent calendar but without any fiddly doors to open?! I hope you don't mind, and I hope it might even help to get you into the festive spirit a bit too!

So with 10 days to go, well, I had to start with a gate, didn't I?! And do they get much more beautiful than this? This rusty wrought iron gate, overgrown with ivy and roses, always feels like the entrance to the Secret Garden to me. It creaks and clanks as it opens, leading from the formal gardens at Haddon Hall into the wild parkland beyond, once locked up and abandoned for more than 200 years, while Nature worked her own unique magic within.

© Peaklass

[PmAmTraveller @pmamtraveller]

by M. Hooks

[peaklass @peaklass1]

Autumn is a season that wants us to slow down and take stock, don't you think? It's there in the soft mist that wraps itself about the trees, in the dampness that drip - drip - drips hypnotically from the branches. Even the air feels thicker than normal, harder to rush through, heavy with the scent of leaves upon leaves. All of nature is pausing now, tucking in for the night and the long sleep ahead, and seems to be urging us to do the same. #peakdistrict

[drifting... @rottedwithin]

love never asks permission
it just arrives
unannounced, barefoot
dripping rain
all over the floor of your life

[soli @solisolsoli]

By Jane Fisher

[peaklass @peaklass1]

What's better than a rustic gate on a country lane at sunrise? A rustic gate and its long shadow - two for the price of one! This was one of those mornings when I walked around and gasped at how incredibly beautiful my little corner of the world was, when I fumbled at the controls of the camera because I just didn't want to miss any of it.

These are the places I escape to when the world gets too much, and the moments I will return to in my head when I can no longer get out to see them.

It's only a simple scene, as most of mine are, but I hope you like it too.

#peakdistrict

[Petra @Petrarca__]

I tore the sky apart
to find the rainbow of your smile
you were always
just so beautiful to me
like seeing colours
for the first time

#FromOneLine 216

[soli @solisolsoli]

Sorrow by Demiurge Ash

[C.X. Turner (Luci) @lover__poetic]

#poem

my bag is full of pockets
each one holding a small sky:
a breaking moth's wing,
a stone rubbed thin by river breath.
the weight shifts as i walk
but never lightens.

#FromOneLine

[peaklass @peaklass1]

Midsummer morning, and the air is filled with skylarks, the sun painting stripes on the long grasses, and the early warmth of the day chasing away the traces of mist over the hills.

I have to admit that this is a day I always dread a teeny bit, it feels like the pinnacle of the year, as if all the flowers and colours have been leading up to this one day, the solstice, and now we begin the slide down the other side. But then I remember the long, warm, bright days of July and August, the misty mornings of September, the vibrance and musty sweetness of October and November, and it's impossible to feel sad. There's so much beauty still ahead of us and I honestly can't wait for the show.

[PmAmTraveller @pmamtraveller]

Mourning Monumental Cemetery of Staglieno.

[Bohemian girl @_Bohemian_Girl]

⬛⬜

[Ȓ̶̳y̵̨̎ @RavenBrood81]

without a moments notice
memories can sneak out of our eyes
and roll down our cheeks

[Mindset Machine  @mindsetmachine]

The greatest crime in modernity…

[Charles Bukowski Legacy @Bukowskiquot]

Your life is your life, don't let it be clubbed into dank submission. - Charles Bukowski

[M @muhlisland]

Jack Vettriano

[peaklass @peaklass1]

The arrival of Spring in the #peakdistrict is heralded by the bleats of tiny lambs, bouncing around in the dew-soaked fields and flapping their impossibly pink ears. This fine chap seemed to be enjoying the first rays of the pale sun, with mum close by to keep him warm. Happy April!