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struck with scything blades the king falls laid low in golden splendour beneath nefarious skies as mournful gazes watch shadows creeping rivulets of life-blood seeping teardrops withheld as duty is done It’s harvest time here in England, and the farmers have been busy in the…
It’s not often that I get the urge to take photographs of vehicles or people. Generally, as a rule, I like to capture images of either the natural world or historical buildings and things. Today, however, the lanes around the village were full of tractors,…
Harvest View Streets quiet, peaceful, reflecting the sedate pace of country life, suddenly fill with concentrated energy, tractors trundling on repetitive journeys, trailers overflowing, as harvests are gathered in.
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