Three hills…

… in the distance. The Wrekin, Brown Clee and Titterstone Clee – all are in view (from time to time) as we wander along the lane at Shirlett. Last time, we walked in a misty drizzle, and had to focus on things close at hand. The walnuts, the cherries and the cattle (and many trees!) are still here, and there’s an interesting but scruffy-looking toadstool beside the road. And it’s quiet – really quiet. As we pause at the top of Ned’s Lane, before heading back, there’s one small bird singing, a little way off. Not another sound!

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