Taken from the air and plunged into earth,
growth deep to hidden worlds,
ringing each season on the turn like New Year peels,
now in winter’s rest,
they still cast their welcoming shade.
This is one one the many little valleys that cut through the Wolds in North Yorkshire. This one runs into the village of Acklam and the road from which the shot was taken was the only passable road into the village..just!
Converted into black and white and best viewed large.