FINE RAIN hangs like a mist. Overhead power lines crackle. Hillsides merge into low cloud.
The atmosphere, the sunken lane, the mysterious landscape glimpsed over the hedgebank, remind me of Dartmoor.
Redwings and Blackbirds have gathered in the canal-side hawthorns. A Kingfisher skimming a few inches above the water, like a hovercraft, brings a welcome flash of bright colour.
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