More pictures

The beautiful sky above the ruins of Fountains Abbey. Marilyn and I walked around the grounds and were almost locked into the estate as the sun was setting. This was one of the most beautiful ruins I had even seen in England.
There are tones of birds on the river, on most days a cold wind seems to blow along the river path. This is a typical sight walking home from the town center. When I have a loaf of bread from the market in my bag the birds always pay more attention than this.