The turning of the season
Rosehips and elderberries amongst other things.
Standing at the stone gates looking straight ahead feels like staring back in time, as nothing much has changed here for centuries. I like to think that the grimacing carved eagles who stand guard on top of the tall gate pillars must think the same. An avenue of huge horse chestnuts and lime trees stands proud. Hay bales wait in the fields on either sid…
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