The Dart is a beautiful companion, continually moving, tracing lines, shapes, geometries of its own. Descending into the shallow moorland valleys hear the high, embracing pitch of the constant breeze punctuated by its roaring and gurgling. To be near it means to drink, to bathe; cool respite; thirst slaked by cold, peaty water of life.

2 thoughts on “West Dart River – Swirling Water

  1. Striking, stirring, the way the water glows, yet you can see the ripples and currents. A ghostly reminder that even in movement there is an unmoving backdrop that patterns this natural world. my heart kind of picked up when I first saw these, a surging of my blood i suppose in harmony with the Dart.

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