Moor Hill, East Norton, Leicestershire
The road leads off into the distance going nowhere, covered in holes filled with water, a bleak journey lies ahead.
The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding….
The Highwayman: Alfred Noyes (1880-1958)
Canon EOS 5D Mk III