In the gloaming

It’s a warm one again – so we’re having a very leisurely stroll up Ned’s Lane and down past Round Hill. The sun’s still in the sky, and sunset won’t come for another hour or two, but there’s a lovely kind of half-light up there among the trees. If we were further north we’d call it the gloaming…

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