Between fen and mountains

By Tickytocky

Pitch fork

I spotted this screwed to a barn door. I imagine it is some sort of wooden pitch fork. We had eight for ringing this morning and it was my turn to take the service. Afterwards, I went up to water a friend’s garden. It was too hot to do anything in the afternoon so I read my book and listened to the cricket.

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