More of this on here please, with photographs. The sunsets, mountains, rivers, and beaches are lovely (and keep them coming), but just hedges, fields, and trees lift the heart, as Sean says.
Chris Dale
Hurtling through the countryside south of Newcastle and if the mature hedgerows, fields and stands of ancient trees don’t dial down their beauty I’m in serious danger of being corrupted into pastoral poetry before York. England can lift the heart.
