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Category: Weybridge-to-Salisbury
A gentle day

…quiet things, mostly […] I put on my high boots and set off across the downs. The sun came out as I walked the sodden hills
Laurie R. King, The Beekeeper’s Apprentice
Rest Day Photo MiniEssay
Tiny Trolls Under Bridges
Continue reading Rest Day Photo MiniEssayThe World Transformed

We spent much time touring the countryside, in sun, rain, or snow, following footprints, comparing samples of mud, noting how the type of soil affected the quality and longevity of a footprint or hoofmark.
Laurie R. King, The Beekeeper’s Apprentice
Allegro non molto appiccicoso

Hence, she wanders the downs without a chaperone and remains away until all hours.
Laurie R. King, The Beekeeper’s Apprentice
An eye on the little things

A small thing, perhaps…
Laurie R, King, The Beekeeper’s Apprentice
Under Construction
Yes, the builder may have had some desire to view the sea,’ he replied.
Laurie R. King, The Beekeeper’s Apprentice

The changes wrought by time

“Eleven years isn’t all that long to get to know a place, would you think?”
Cyril Hare, That Yew Tree’s Shade
The Wey Navigations

“And some people call country life dull!” he exclaimed.
Cyril Hare, That Yew Tree’s Shade
Three Counties, Five Paths

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
Robert Frost
I took the one less traveled by