Here we are again then – having stopped to snap this July.
I’ve gone completely round the bend and over the hill – just by leaving my own abode, situated just below Deneway.
Early morning low light on wet roads, the mixed palette of brick simply glows.
Walls fleetingly adorned with shadows of birch and willow.
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A thrilling essay, taking a simple area and causing it to take on importance through making a thorough examination of the place! Thank you so much A vital lesson on reportage