Photo-a-Day  (Friday, 3rd May, 2019)

Lovely tranquil photo Harry thanks a lot.

Nice photo, I wonder if it is a babbling brook.

This scene is beautiful..just beautiful...and thank you Harry.

Nice photo, but it's a stream and not a brook.

The water looks really clear and inviting - the trees looking fresh and springlike. A place I have never walked in - yet seen the signs in Westhoughton pointing the way to Borsdane Woods . I have only walked as far as Hart Common.

Walk through here quite regularly, it is lovely. Stretching from Hindley to Aspull/Westhoughton border. Thanks for a beautiful photo.

Borsdane Wood is indeed beautiful and peaceful and it certainly IS a babbling brook. We used to take our dogs there and I recall being in on one misty, magical Christmas Morning. Any yet somehow there is something creepy about it...I always felt I was being watched, and not by human eyes. Fanciful maybe, but I was always glad to reach the end of the wood.

Alan, Borsdane Brook it's not a stream.

Immediately recognisable - the leaning trees.
The older end of Aspull would pronounce "brook" as "bruck."

Third best wood in Wigan after the lovely Mill Dam/Elnup wood and Dean wood

If you can jump it it's a brook. If not ( and you're not Bob Beamon) it's a stream. If you need to wade across its a river. Or so they say.

Irene - I wonder who it was - I have an idea though.....

A beautiful photo, Harry..regardless whether it's a brook, stream or river.

Smashing.

Read the texts of the Priory Of Magdalene, the site of the now wood . The Priory dates back to the Knights of God . None of its face can be seen today . The texts explain why .
‘Have no fear in Winter time for this is the time the Plague sleeps to remake themselves ‘

‘During the reign of Alice , the skies suddenly blackened to Hell over the Priory . There was an eerie silence where nothing spoke or moved , until the black cloud above exploded its vengeance, releasing its army of millions onto those below .

The slaughter was unforgiving as blood turned the water red , but all that mattered to the scattering children was the saving of their
Doctrine ... The Book Of The Fairies . Some say they succeeded , others say they did not . All that know agree, without the Doctrine , no Fairies can exist like they did before at the Priory .
Tis written in the Doctrine , no Fairy can send any kind of fear to any traveller who passes their way in the wood , only playfulness and wondering....

Go on, Veronica.....who? xxxxxx

A splendid photo Harry. Thanks.
And my bit of rhyme as further compliment.

Ne'er before has torment held
Such long abated breath,
For glassy flutter's woodland play,
On dappled brookside-wealth.
See the stir by ancient Lime?!
- above that winding path -
A gentle swish of curtain, green,
Forsooth the parting 'Chaff.

Nothing lifts the spirit more than a well taken Sprigtime scene like this one.

Sorry,can't agree about it feeling creepy at all.It's lovely.

Elizabeth, perhaps the creepy feeling is due to the imagination of the person passing through the wood rather than the wood itself. Or whether a person is alone or with others, chatting? I certainly wouldn't want to walk through Borsdane Wood alone, but I agree with you that it's lovely.

Elizabeth, not sure if you realised it was Peter and myself who pipped the car-horn to you in Ladies Lane last Sunday. I know you waved but it isn't always easy to see who is in the car. Good to see you looking so well. Irene. xx

Irene. I also have said before that I get that odd feeling.

Yes Irene,I know what you mean about a place feeling creepy to an individual.Sorry for misunderstanding I felt like that when I walked through Porters wood many years ago with my boyfriend at the time.I couldn't wait to get back to Kitt Green. Yes,I did realise it was you and Peter after a few seconds, as you are both looking well also.

Not only is this a beautiful place and picture - it looks so clean and litter free. Nothing dumped to offend the senses.