Westmorland

Ever been so connected to a place it wrenches your very being to leave it? Westmorland owns my heart and soul. It's an often paradoxical place of busy tourist destinations, desolate moors, mysterious lakes, endless woods and stunning mountains. Endless space with dramatic, often harsh landscapes compete with the idyllic almost cliched scenery beloved by Wordsworth and Potter. I was born in this place of border reivers, wildness and aching beauty. The hurt from leaving her is only mended when I step foot on her soil once more and breathe in the clear, clean, often cold air and I know I'm home once more...