Gently rolling hills. That’s how we roll in Leicestershire. But if you stand on this spot at dawn, screw up your eyes and peer into the mist across the still sodden fields, it’s almost like the fens. Almost.
This entry was posted on March 19, 2016 by AJ Cann. It was filed under Uncategorized and was tagged with dawn, landscape, Leicestershire.
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