This morning I took the dogs for a walk near Oakington, north of Cambridge. This is on the southern edge of the fens, where huge flat fields stretch to the horizon. On a sunny morning like today, it is beautiful; not so inviting on a bleak winter's day with a chill east wind. One of these telegraph poles looks as if it's been drinking!
this is great...real nice focus...it must be wonderful to walk there. someone mentioned a theme of 'all in a line' or something like that...that's what I thought of when I saw this...
