This morning we walked in a loop, west from Matfen village towards Burnside, West Moorhouses and Butcher Hill, conveniently passing Matfen Brewery at about half distance. It is the still time of year across the Northumbrian landscape. There is a stillness in the fields, along the lanes and in the trees.
Apart from the brewery, this was the only activity we saw all morning – the squire riding out to take the air (incidentally, a very helpful and obliging chap):
I am disappointed, there is still no snow, a statement I may live to regret.
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