Looking across the former gravel pit of Thorpe Marshes, the land lying low and open in a rich dusky blue beneath a pale winter sky. A broad expanse of water stretches across the middle distance, its surface catching soft blues and silvers, while the foreground is thick with dry grasses and reed beds in straw, oat and muted gold. Small white dots alight on the water – some of the many birds that call the marsh their home, even if it is only for the winter.
Beyond the water a thin line of trees and scattered houses sit gently on the horizon. It has that marshland feeling of width and air, where nothing presses in and the eye is allowed to wander far and wide.
This is a view that is glorious in anamorphic widescreen. Edge to edge quintessential English natural beauty.
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