In an 180º reversal of my marital fortunes, the person I took with me to Dartmoor on Sunday loved our whistle-stop tour so much that he wanted to go back again the following day. 'Show me one of your favourite spots,' he said. So, after lunch in the Northmore Arms at Wonson, I did.
Ascending the drift lane to Scorhill Down
Looking over to Watern Tor from Scorhill stone circle
The Tolmen Stone on the bank of the North Teign
My favourite clapper of all, over the Wallabrook
View up the North Teign from the Teign-e-ver clapper
Looking down one of the stone rows on Shovel Down to Batworthy
Kestor Rock from Three Boys standing stone
Beeches at Batworthy Corner
A tiny adder, newly emerged from hibernation
We then had to contemplate joining the serpent and headaching the car homeward back up the M5, but not before we had a quick visit to North Tawton, whose church with its witch's hat for a steeple always makes me smile.
The hedge of conifers that shielded Court Farm, former home of Ted Hughes and, for a time, Sylvia Plath, has gone since my last visit, leaving the old house rather exposed. It was thrilling but also rather uncomfortable spotting the shrivelling remains of the daffodils that feature in both Plath's and Hughes' poems about their last spring together.
At a more respectful distance, however, you can see Plath's inspiration for the last two lines of the first verse of The Moon and Yew Tree.
Separated from my house by a row of headstones.
I simply cannot see where there is to get to.