Chapel Bridge – Fenland
BethCee
Chapel Bridge. It faces East. I have sat there, watching The subtle Soul of ancient landscapes – history etched into the dirt we stand on. Spider-woven threads and echoes. Drifting…
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Chapel Bridge. It faces East. I have sat there, watching The subtle Soul of ancient landscapes – history etched into the dirt we stand on. Spider-woven threads and echoes. Drifting…