Elsecar, near Burying Lane

This little tree has meant a lot to me this year. I’ve seen it’s branches stretch in dark shadows across the fields and sheltered from the sun here too.

An icy Christmas run

Frozen puddle (one of many) on farm track run on Christmas morning. Misty hills behind.

Seeing the small things

Earl Soham Church

Where Red Kites Roam

Slow burn