Monday mornings have always made me feel dysphoric. Not in the clinical sense but if Friday afternoons are full of euphoria because the weekend is near, then Mondays are back to reality. And the feeling is now ingrained, even though I no longer have to get up to go to work. In North Yorkshire, grey skies and snow flurries portend the coming of the “beast from the East” or so the press says, but my head is still in the Lake District. So here’s a photo from yesterday’s pre-breakfast run around Tarn Hows, perhaps the most popular spot in the Lakes. But not many tourists around this early. Tarn Hows was originally common land with three tarns, the industrialist James Garth Marshall acquiring the land following the enclosure acts and promptly transforming the landscape by building a dam creating the one big tarn. I don’t suppose the parishioners of Hawkshead had much of a say in the matter or got much out of it. In the 1930s Tarn Hows was acquired by the National Trust.
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