Pylon

14yo and I successfully dodged the hail showers for a walk out along Moorside.

This is a familiar scene across Gill Beck Valley, with the trees displaying their shadows in the pastures. I’m even forgiving of the pylon, as without that particular line of cables the best butterfly meadow in the neighbourhood wouldn’t exist. 

I scanned the fields for hares, but not luck yet this year. Possibly the grass needs to grow a little longer.