Flags

When Cooriedog was around, I used to take her a walk each morning.  I replayed that walk on my own this morning.  I came across lapwings, deer, a hare bounding up the hill, some rabbits and a pheasant screeching in alarm.  Corriedog would have enjoyed it.
Some hillsides have been cleared of Xmas trees and rendered a desert ready for whatever comes next.  The flags are up which, I image, will act as a guide for something.  Corriedog would have been confused.