stories and illustration

Walking the Norham Path

January Sky 1

Finished the commission I have been working on, so since there were flashes of sun between the clouds, I decided to take the camera out, and to walk along the English side of the Tweed, on what I think of as the Norham Path, though Norham is several miles away and I have no intention of walking there.

I was told by a fellow blogger, when I posted pictures of a lone swan sailing round and round in a pool at the edge of the Leet, caused by the flooding, that single swans like this were usually in some kind of trouble, as swans mate for life and are not usually alone – I hoped that this swan had gone upstream, where other swans are hanging out, but sadly no, it is swimming up and down the same stretch of The Tweed, keeping near the bank:


Climbing up Nuns Walk I see this great tit in the branches of a tree that leans over the water:

Great Tit

I cross over the bridge between Scotland and England:

A Border Bridge

Down below, on the other side,  the water races over the weir, and the heron is back at his staging post (saw another further down, but this is the one that I look out for. If Scotland becomes a separate country from England, maybe this heron should be employed as a border guard, or at least a passport officer.

It is still quite early, but already the light is drawing in, as I take the path down into the wooded path on the other side of Tweed River. Now I am in England. The trees are still grey and bare, but some hazel catkins are out:

Grey Scene


I worked out how to take close-ups with the new camera, but now I’ve forgotten: however, nice to see the pretty catkins, so early in the year.

When I get to the stile I climb over and try to capture the varying light, as the sun comes and goes. It shines on Cornhill on Tweed, away over the fields:


Cornhill 2

Shines on the ploughed hill:

Ploughed Hill

And flickers over the hills, making them look like 19th Century landscapes:

Light over Hills 1

Fields and Hills1

Then I  point the camera towards the sun:

Winter Sky

I climb back over the stile, and decide to go back, but not before taking a picture of what may be called A New Broom:


The first yellow of Spring.

The sun has almost set, even though it is only four o’clock, as I know because the bus that travels between Berwick on Tweed and Galashiels passes me as I cross over the bridge:

Sun over Tweed

It has been invigorating to be out and about with the camera once again, and to see the first signs of the Spring, though storms are forecast over the next few days.  My last portrait is of this crow sitting in a tree beside the Tweed, which makes a nice endpiece; then I turn upwards towards the house:


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  1. Amazing beautiful! like those walks and the scenery.. when are we going to see the commission you did?


    Comment by doronart | January 22, 2014 | Reply

    • Hi Doron, and thanks for that. It was lovely to get out in the countryside again, and will be even better when the light lasts longer Won’t be putting the commission online, as it is rather personal for the people I did it for. But it has given me ideas, especially technically, for some new work which I will be putting on my blog, of a dreaming girl and a hare – so far that is what it is, anyway. It is work for an exhibition about Hares in an art centre called, suitably enough, “Harestanes”.


      Comment by Cara Lockhart Smith | January 23, 2014 | Reply

      • Cara I understand as it is a commission. I am sure it was great. I will look forward to see your work later on. Have a great weekend.


        Comment by doronart | January 24, 2014

      • THanks, Doron, good to here from you. Hope you had a great weekend, mine was very enjoyable!


        Comment by Cara Lockhart Smith | January 26, 2014

      • Pleasure so far so good have a good week ahead


        Comment by doronart | January 26, 2014

  2. What beautiful shots out over the hills and the farm buildings…..that was a lovely splash of light you caught Cara.


    Comment by greenmackenzie | January 23, 2014 | Reply

    • Thanks, Seonaid. The light can be strange this time of year. It changes so rapidly too. I would like to get out and take some shots of roseate dawn sometime, when I get my owl self organised. Your picture of the swan with the dawn light on it was so beautiful.


      Comment by Cara Lockhart Smith | January 23, 2014 | Reply

      • Thanks Cara, it’s hard to get up and out early at this time of year. I get drawn into curling up reading into the wee small hours with a book beside the open fire 🙂


        Comment by greenmackenzie | January 23, 2014

  3. Beautiful shots, so glad that you took the walk – you brought to us golden nuggets of natures best.


    Comment by Mary | January 23, 2014 | Reply

    • Thanks so much for your comment, Mary. Taking the camera with me makes me notice things so much more. The swan wasn’t in that part of the Tweed today, I am hoping it has found companions and moved on.


      Comment by Cara Lockhart Smith | January 23, 2014 | Reply

  4. Beautiful photos–in particular those nineteenth-century landscapes!


    Comment by Son of Sharecroppers | January 26, 2014 | Reply

  5. 1 of the pictures in this section,I think, is of Cornhill. My father was a policeman in the village for a number of years,and I still regard it as”home” despite having left when I was only 14. I return as often as I can. Whenever we are in Scotland we always come home through Coldstream and Cornhill no matter how far out of the way it takes us.My kids insist on a visit to the Chip shop on the main street. A trip to Coldstream isn’t the same without a Haggis and Chips and a seat on the green by the river. Which was a caravan site when I was younger. I’m sure it is still a wonderfull place to live and work, I’m so jealous. Many thanks,Jimmy.


    Comment by derwentvalley | January 27, 2014 | Reply

    • Hi, Jimmy. Thanks so much for commenting – yes, of course the photographs are of Cornhill. The almost storm light caught it rather nicely. I will be walking up there soon and taking some photographs. How good to hear your reminiscences, and to know that you still visit this part of the world. Coldstream is still a great place for children to grow up. The green is still a caravan site for Civic Week, unless it has been pouring with rain when it is inhabitable; but for the Flodden Day 500th anniverary commemorations it was fine. Enjoy your next visit.


      Comment by Cara Lockhart Smith | January 29, 2014 | Reply

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