Dark green depicts wild Exmoor’s windswept heights and upland flocks of sheep are shown in white. Light Green: Lush meadow edged by sparkling stream where graze producers of our milk and cream.
Majestic Dartmoor bleak and boulder strewn, its grim grandeur by grey on our cloth shown. The ancient monuments gaze up to older Tors, there, granite bound, the prison bars its doors.
Ruby red cattle, deer and red soil too, they are all in there stripe of red/brown hue. The yellow thread speaks of the primrose fain in high-banked lanes midst wealth of plant life there.
So, in the mind, Devon’s Tartan’s weave.