Sunday 29 January 2012: St Hubert's.
Happy roaming of Hampshire.
Found St. Hubert's on the Hill.
He is old and small, but sits quite happily in the landscape.
As always I think of all the people who came here over the millennium of its existence, what did they pray for?
I shared him with a group of ramblers, two Westies, some odd people, family with bag full of food, Labrador and field full of dog pooh.
On my way home I stopped in McD's for coffee.
Apologies, I keep changing my mind between green field, and desaturated field...