#285 – Wrought Iron
My neighbour’s gate.
My neighbour’s gate.
Wherever I go, I always get to know the local inhabitants.
Have you worked it out yet? 😉
The dots that mark your way as you walk through the woods.
Knot in the grain.
Stacked and seemingly forgotten about.
One of the best things about working from home, and living in the country, is that my lunchtime walks give me scenes like this.
The start of many a woodland walk.
That’s what comes of living 30 miles from a Nuclear Power Station I guess 😉