Through thy eyes ... The step in no right or wrong direction ... Rediscovering properties in hamlets where time too stands still ... Seeing rivers streams brooks tributaries estuaries bridges quirky in time and nature ... The water pump, the red telephone box styles fast going near the built up areas near government and monies.
Out in the sticks not to get things which is good in the fact that life is different to here ... I loved it. The being in the middle of nowhere hardly meeting anyone and when you do they speak ... A voice or few heard that you often do not get my way. Although yesterday was a bit different, with an emotive film shared by the few there ...
A time in wild abundance in towns and villages trails and woods too. The hedge tickets where no civilisation. A newly born calf. The inquisitive friendly farm dogs. The beauty of roaming free once again, words are not adequate... The images speak volumes as always ...
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