Where the heart is

Every time I return back home to Yorkshire I try to take some pictures that capture my love for the place that I grew up in. I don't think I'm going to succeed. The landscapes that surround my home are stunning, empty expanses that can not be captured within the viewfinder of my camera and it frustrates me. I can try to explain to you how the South just does not pull on my heart strings the way that the North does, but unless I can take you there I can't.