Once more…

The wind has dropped, and the air is a touch warmer – it’s pleasant to be out. We’re walking past the old mines and along the little dark, damp lane, under the trees and through the wild garlic. Emerging from the other end is like passing from one world to another, but at the end we’ll turn back and retrace our steps.

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