After the Ban.
The battered Land Rover, beetling its’ way over the ribbon of track on the hillside, bathed in May morning light, stopped abruptly. Something had caught the corner of the eye of the weather-worn driver. As he stopped, a large brown hare emerged from the cow parsley which edged...
After the Ban.
The battered Land Rover, beetling its’ way over the ribbon of track on the hillside, bathed in May morning light, stopped abruptly. Something had caught the corner of the eye of the weather-worn driver. As he stopped, a large brown hare emerged from the cow parsley which edged...
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