The woods are beginning to dry out and the blue winter sky picks out the detail on every bare branch. These are the woods at the top of the road. If they have a proper name I don't know what it is. To me they are just "the woods".
Bare Beacon
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A few weeks ago I was approached by the people running a website devoted to Halifax, my home town in West Yorkshire, to write a short serie...
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