| A fitting tribute | | 12:40pm Friday 11th April 2008 | | Middle-aged Skiptonians can remember when the Leeds-Liverpool canal was little more than a semi-stagnant rubbish tip, particularly the Springs section which connected the main channel with the old quarry workings by Skipton Castle. |
| Dawning of the age of contradictions | | 10:39am Friday 11th April 2008 | | The 18th century became known as the Age of Enlightenment. The 19th is remembered for the Industrial Revolution and the 20th, grievously, for its wars. It is a bit early yet to be sure, but is the 21st lining up to the Age of Contradiction? |
 | From the farm at Yockenthwaite | | 3:35pm Thu 10 Apr 08 | | Looking out of the window this morning it looks more like January than April. From where I am sitting, I can see Raisgill across the valley, the sycamore trees surrounding the house are stark and bare and the house itself almost disappears into the landscape. | | Reader comments (2) |
 | Climate change threatens spring spectacle | | 4:11pm Mon 7 Apr 08 | | The Yorkshire Wildlife Trust is encouraging people to enjoy one of the UK's most recognisable natural springtime spectacles while they can - as carpets of bluebells cover woodland areas during April and May. |
| War on motorists drives rural folk mad | | 4:09pm Monday 7th April 2008 | | There was a gentle and romantic Hollywood film made a few years ago called Sleepless in Seattle. As I write this, I would like to make an angry and hateful film called Toothless in Skipton, because I feel that the last of my teeth have just been kicked down my throat by this Government's total war on motorists - rural motorists in particular. | | Reader comment (1) |
 | From the farm at Yockenthwaite | | 2:50pm Thu 27 Mar 08 | | We are white with snow! The daffodils in the back croft are just poking their tops out onto the surface and it is still trying to snow some more. |
 | Mystery of the Bee-rmuda Triangle | | 10:33am Fri 21 Mar 08 | | The first bumblebee of the year seen in our back yard was trying to make its way to a forsythia bush that had just come into blossom. Sadly, it didn't get there because it was hit by a sudden gust of wind, quickly followed by a pounding shower of hailstones which proceeded to strip the bush of many of its so-welcome flowers. |
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