Photo-a-Day  (Friday, 27th May, 2022)

Lovely pic Dennis,thanks.

That's another very pleasant scene, Dennis. I love the way you give your photos a natural "frame" of branches and trees. I just feel like a walk down that road in the sunshine. Didn't The Running Horses pub used to be along there?

Where Running Horses was there are now apartments.

Dennis: A very nicely framed photo with light & shade.

Another good one Dennis, you brighten up everyone's day.You just get the photo, so spot on.

Yes Irene, the Running Horses was further down this road.

There should be more of these green spaces everywhere , give people a place to breathe . I don’t know how big this area is but at least it is something green .
My dearest memories of growing up , are of playing in the fields and open countryside close to where I lived , which now has been eaten by developments . Breaks my heart it does , as kids could have enjoyed it the same way we did . Thanks for posting Dennis .

The police station was down there too.

When I was a youngster many years ago, this land was still moorland and so was much of Aspull.
In Springtime Skylarks built their nests in the grass and rose up high in the sky to sing their distinctive song.
The moorland was left to its own devices and in Summer the grass grew very tall making an ideal place for youngsters like us to make secret dens away from prying grown up eyes (or so we thought)
All kinds of wildlife were hunted down on this moorland, gentle creatures like moths and butterflies. Even the more dangerous species like stinging bees and pesky wasps were taken on! O yes we knew no fear then!
Come the mists of Autumn, the grass grew back ready for the coming of Winter when the moorland was covered with a huge, white blanket of snow, ideal for making snowmen.
After the worst of Winter, Easter came around again and the whole cycle began again.
It seemed to me then that the same thing would go on for ever but, sadly things change… and not always for the better.
The moorland is now grassland and very well tended. I have no quarrel with that, but I wouldn’t give up those early years….not for anything.

Top man Dennis, lovely photo and reminder of our childhood days. I remember only too well that bad winter we had in the 1950s, we would only be around five or six years old do you remember ?.... Aspull was cut off for days, deep snow drifts meant we didn't go to school all week, teachers couldn't get to us. In the Autumn Silcocks Fair would come and set up on the grass just beyond those parked cars almost opposite the old Co-op shop on Bolton road. Thanks for the memories Dennis.

Ive always thought when I'm driving past this big field that part of it should be landscaped, flower beds, some rocks and some benches would do the trick.

Dennis , that should be in a book somewhere . Quite beautiful , and exactly my own experience . To be alone with a skylark , with open fields all around me , is something I will treasure forever . It is so sad that others will never experience that same joy .
PS , I am glad there is not only me , who realise , perfect snow does exists , especially and exclusively for snowmen .
Thanks Dennis, as you can see , your post ,greatly resonated with me .

What beautifully-worded memories, Dennis and Walt.

The more you live around nature.the more your soul is cleansed ..it brings you down to earth a treat.

Know just what you mean Dennis and Dave, to be sat in a field with friends trying to see shapes in the passing clouds, and with nothing but the sound of singing Skylarks flying so high you can hardly see them, blissful times.

Lovely area,so naturally beautiful.

Walt - I'd forgotten Silcock's Fair. Once won a goldfish in a plastic bag.
Dennis - birds and insect life. It was simply there. You didn't have to look for it. I can recall, aged about eight, sat "on't bonk" above Borsdane Brook (t'bruck) lower down from Dodds Farm, watching the biggest dragon fly I have ever seen, like an aeroplane flying around.

Gary, those images stay with you for life don't they?

They do, Dennis.
Hardwired.

Well said Maureen,and what lovely memories you all have about living in Aspull.I think it's a lovely place to live, lots of nice walks, and a openness about it.

A very good shot, rich in colour. Nice one