Out & About …

… on the North York Moors, or wherever I happen to be.

Tag: rime

  • Last night, Hrímfaxi passed by, covering the ground with his spittle

    Last night, Hrímfaxi passed by, covering the ground with his spittle

    I hope you are sufficiently replete after your haggis suppers with neeps and tatties. Happy Burns’ Night and all that; this the 262nd anniversary of the birth of Scotland’s national bard. I ended up today on Great Ayton Moor, the round cairn sprayed white with a featherlike hoar frost, a frost that forms when water…

  • Cocky-bells and ickles

    Cocky-bells and ickles

    Some ickle icicles or ice-bugs, ice-licks, ice-daggles. And snipes, and cockle-bells, aquabobs, and clinkerbells. Northerners might prefer tankles, shuckles, or just ickles. Then there’s daggers, and cancervells, Cocky-bells, and dagglers too. And not forgetting glaze and rime. Open Space Web-Map builder Code