we start out today under the threat of dark grey clouds and a strong wind from the south west, apparently pushing them away, further toward the coastal horizon, visibly blanketed in rain.

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rooks and jackdaws wildly circling above in the wind and joining with the geese on the sugarbeet field.

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hedgerows full of colour, amongst dogwood, field maple and ivy, guelder rose berries shine out.

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along the edge of the wood, showers of leaves tumble out of the sky, in advance of driving rain.

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we slither down into the ditch and up again into the wood, in search of shelter.

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a big ivied oak keeps us dry for a while. the wood is full of hazels, their leaves shining like big gold coins in the rain.

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dripping trees spatter us as we make our way along the inner edge; once there was a fair trackway along here.

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the eastern horizon is cut off by the slope, and low clouds blow across shedding more rain.

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out in the open we find puddles full of bright leaves reflecting dog and photographer.

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the geese begin to blow across with the cloud, in small groups, squeaking and honking.

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we cross the meadow , veiled in gusting grey swathes of rain.

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the willows in this boggy bit of scrub along the bottom are still bright with leaves.

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the green lane offers no shelter, but its colours are gorgeous, the hazels are just at their most yellow.

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the geese have been congregating in the barley field here, but they don’t like my presence and fly up into the wind.

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I rush up the lane in search of a good (camera) shot as they peel off back to the sugarbeet.

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the hedges in the lane glow with orange and yellow. a vivid streak of red, a string of bryony berries; a beautiful, but poisonous member of the tropical gourd family.

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bracken lines the lower end of the lane, copper fronds bleaching to pale yellow.

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the roads run with rain water as the edge of a shelf of cloud edges across the sky, blue following behind.

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we walk home in the dry.