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Howsham Mill
I decided to visit a place I had never been to, Howsham
Mill.
It
is a restored watermill and sits on an island in the middle of the River Derwent. I
traveled via Leavening where I saw the magnificent view from high above the
village looking west over low hills to the plain of York. A panoramic sight.
Arriving at Howsham I took George for a walk along the riverside to the mill.
The scene was idyllic, lots of tall wild flowers and the sound, the only
sound being from turbulent water
cascading over various weirs. Two huge Archimedian screws are positioned at one side of the mill, one
was turning a massive gearbox driven, purely by the force of water. I walked to an
adjacent swing bridge and looked down at a stream bed which, due to the dry
weather comprised now of some trapped, isolated ponds. Suddenly, two kingfishers flew
past, their iridescent electric blue rumps shining brightly. The peace of the
place was wonderful. Here otters can be seen occasionally testifying to the
condition of the river. Wild, yellow water lilies embraced the river margins
and long strands of sinuous water plants seemed to be alive as the strong
current eddied past. Banded demoiselles danced all around on their strange large
wings looking rather like water spirits, a vision of blue. The mill is
beautiful though proved rather difficult to paint, as dense vegetation
precluded any distant views. So, I set up a little closer than I wanted. As I
painted my setup started to sink into the sandy soil which became distracting.
Three young people came along and shared ideas about where to swim safely and
where to use kayaks. Having achieved as much as I could I headed off, back down
the track, past huge Himalayan
Balsam, willowherb and wild geraniums, past tall grasses now very pale stems
holding masses of seeds.
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