I’ve taken my first trip across the Pennines, from the urban might of Manchester to the open countryside of Yorkshire. The piece of landscape I chose is an unusual wonder – a park peppered with beautiful and beguiling sculptures. Work from the greats including Henry Moore and Antony Gormley appear around every corner.
That morning at the Yorkshire Sculpture Park, the ground was covered in frost and a mist hung in the hills and trees, and the park’s lake was delicately frozen. The sun eventually cut through the eery gloom to create some delightful scenes. For a lad from the urban heart of a great northern city, it’s heartening to be able to escape to the wilderness with ease.
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