Favourite View

Here is a favourite view of mine. For the past three years I have seen this view on the way to work each morning. Sometimes the spire is outlined against a blue sky, sometimes it is shrouded in mist. Every now and then, the churchyard is rendered white by the winter snow.

Lovely.



I shall miss our little village. BTW Blogger. There's nothing wrong with the word favourite. Stop underlining it.

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