Saturday, February 09, 2008


Originally uploaded by statto1927

We're in Lincolnshire this weekend, visiting my brother who lives in a village on the edge of the fens.
I spent my formative years (between 10 and 20) growing up here and though I was glad when our family moved away, I now find myself drawn more strongly to this bleak flat landsape than ever before.
Today we've been at a place called Surfleet Seas End where the river Glen meets the tidal river Welland before the latter winds it's final journey into the Wash. It's been like spring today, sunny and warm, but I can vouch that when the wind sweeps across the north sea, this can be a very cold and windy place. I love it.

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