Oxon is really quite flat, except for the occasional river valley. Such as the one in which we live. We're of course not aware that we live on the edge of a valley - we like to believe we live on top of a hill. Going downhill, over the bridge and then up again takes us to where the flatness of Oxfordshire begins again. In the shape of a big field. In winter the field is quite melancholy:
And in summer perhaps too, albeit in a different way:
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