Meldon Dam. . .

Descending the flight of steep, concrete steps to the base of Meldon Dam is unnerving – if like me, you are given to dark imaginings. . .

. . . just the thought of what it’s holding back!

My name ‘Melanie’ means darkness – and to my mind it could be aptly applied to the name ‘Meldon’  too – as in Meldon Reservoir. . .

Inky-black water at Meldon Reservoir – Dartmoor.

Although the reservoir brims with life-giving water – to me it often appears dark, unfathomable; an expanse of cold dead water where only surface reflections change my perception for the briefest of moments.

Imagine my delight on a recent perambulation – when suddenly the dark water offered up some light relief. . .

Reality.

Close-up.