My Life Is Not Average

By melamny

As Close as I Could Get

... without wading into the crops. I thought it might be against something in the countryside code. In any case, my husband was waiting at the car with Baby, the sun was in the wrong position, and on top of all that I was wearing unsuitable footwear.

I drive past this ruined tower on my way to North Berwick and have had my eye on it for a while. The first time I spotted it, the field was green. When I next passed by, wanting to photograph it, the field had been ploughed and was brown; and a brown tower in a brown field isn't quite what I had pictured. This attempt definitely didn't capture it as I imagined either, so I will have to try again sometime.

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