Between fen and mountains

By Tickytocky

Sea of green

I spent most of the day working on clocks but found time for a stroll around the fields later.  Some of the dyke edges have been cut revealing many cans and bottles.  Throwing rubbish out of the car window is something I have never understood.  There were a couple of floating bottles but I doubt if there was a message in either.

Comments
Sign in or get an account to comment.