Haworth is a rural village on a steep hill, surrounded by fields of heather and a bitter breeze. The parsonage, where the Brontë sisters grew up and lived, is easily the biggest building there. It sits by tall trees and crooked gravestones, and is filled with remnants of the family’s lives; it does feel like they’ve just popped out for a walk on the moor. Continue reading “Visiting Haworth, the home of the Brontës”
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Writing Tip of the Day: Emily Brontë
I have dreamt in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas;
they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.
And this is one: I’m going to tell it – but take care not to smile at any part of it.
– EMILY BRONTË