High Street,

I just had to walk around the corner to get this shot.  High Street, Rippingale, on a damp and miserable November afternoon.  I’m not allowed out at all really, but out here in the sticks . . .  Even so, I nearly got run over twice taking this shot!
 
Walking back I saw just how bleak it now looks towards our house now all the next door’s trees have gone.  I won’t waste an extra with a photo, just use your imagination.
 
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