Monday, 16 February 2015

View from 'Shangri-La'

View over Brown Edge

I've always liked walking round Brown Edge. It's the point where the city (of Stoke) peters out into moorland; but even more, it is strangely locked in on itself, with hills on one side and a forbidding main road on the other - a bit of a Shangri-La in fact, with tiny streets and a very enclosed air.

This picture shows the view from the top of the village towards Endon and on to the main moorlands.


  1. I've lived in many countries around the world, including many regions of my own two (the US, then Canada), and my father's (Scotland). I've loved them all. But I have to admit: there's something about England. Can't put my finger on it, but it hits me whenever I see a photo like this: a scene that'll never make it onto a postcard, but it's got that... England thing going on.

    Odd response for a Scot, but there you have it. There's just something about England.

    Thanks for the blog!

    Rusty Ring: Reflections of an Old-Timey Hermit

    1. It's strange you should say that. I feel the same way.
      England is not wild, or mysterious, or even more beautiful than anywhere else. But it does have a peculiar aura of its own.