Villages are our glory days in times past , present and our future , the lives and times are absorbed in the very fabric or each and every building. I feel an easy peace when I am here I am transported to beyond times and all my cares and troubles are far far away, when I am cooped up in a town or a room then what I perceive to be a problem is intensified because I cannot break free. I need to be open spaces I need my glory days.
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| The villages answer to social housing in times of old ! |
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| Looking back on the church graveyard. |
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| I love this lane it is so restful and I adore being the only one , it is my world but you may step upon it . |
What better way to end a perfect day than a village football match of lads versus dads , I offered to play but my offer fell on deaf ears, the men wanted to live their glory days and who can blame them.
Lovely pictures! I love all the brick walls with vegetation growing on them.
ReplyDeleteOh I love villages, everything looks old and perfect, like it's always been there and always meant to be there x
ReplyDeleteSome really good shots here, Claire but I especially love the mirror one.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful looking village. x
You can't beat being rural. What an odd window in the last but one picture..I like symmetry in buildings, that would bug the life out of me if it was my home.
ReplyDeleteWhat beautiful social housing and what lovely houses all round. You live in a lovely part of the world :)
ReplyDeleteNice village. #365
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