
North Country Roads.
Northumberland. Most Tranquil Area.
Quiet Country Roads. Ponteland to Otterburn.
Bamburgh Castle. Bamburgh. Grace Darling.
Shady Lanes. Off the beaten track.
Ford. Ford Village.
College Valley. Cheviot Hills.
Scenic Roads. sunny days.
Veteran motor cars. Veteran cars at Ford Castle.
Holy Island. Lindisfarne Priory, Castle.
Road less travelled. Upper coquetdale, Cheviots.
Let's head for the hills. Rothbury, Whittingham.
The Lady's Well. Holystone.
Country Lane. On Country Lanes.
Location, Location. Red Roads.
Leafy Lanes. Norham to Old Bewick to Rothbury.
Country Road Therapy. Cincinnati Enquirer.
Coast and Country. Views of the North Country.
Churches. Ancroft, Bamburgh, Chillingham, Edlingham, Elsdon, Ingram, Whittingham.
Shades of Green. country dreaming.
country roads. Thomas Moore Essay.
Edlingham. ancient church and castle.
Timeless Roads. A breath of fresh air.
Chillingham. Ancient Tomb.
Elsdon. country village.
Scent of Gorse. En Route to College Valley.
Veteran Car Rally. Ford Castle.
Fields of Gold. Making Hay.
Harbottle Castle. Ruins of Medieval Castle.
The red roads of Northumberland. unique country roads.
Shady Lanes 2. More shady lanes.
Breamish Valley, Cheviots. Brough Law iron age hillfort.
The village church. Alnham, Kirknewton. Kirkwhelpington. Old Bewick.
Border Warfare. Flodden, Black Middens Bastle, Woodhouses Bastle. Hepburn Bastle.
Winter's Gibbet. Lonely moorland location.
Autumn. autumn leaves.
Poetry Corner. New Poetry.
Guestbook.
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North Country Roads.

The country roads and shady lanes of Northumberland.

Northumberland.

"My warmest memories of England are of country roads that lacked considerably in speed and function." Thomas Moore.

"I've heard of physical therapy, occupational therapy, water therapy and music therapy. I prefer country-road therapy." Peter Bronson.

Northumberland.

I meant to do my work today...
But a brown bird sang in the apple tree.
And a butterfly flitted across the field,
And all the leaves were calling me.
And the wind went sighing over the land,
Tossing the grasses to and fro,
And a rainbow held out its shining hand...
So what could I do but laugh and go?

Richard LeGallienne.

The country roads and shady lanes of Northumberland.

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