Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Saturday, 27 December 2008
Up the road, morning, Boxing Day.
A salutory long walk, out to the coypu ponds, over the bent maize stalks, where the slim silvery beeches twist elegantly among the crustier oaks, the air cold and bright.
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