Winter
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An island of wild and ancient woodland in an urban sprawlCountry diary: Thorpe Wood, Peterborough This wood was here long before the city grew up around it. If it were lost its space would be instantly absorbed
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The saltmarsh has its own rich tang of whisky, earth and algaeCountry diary: Old Hall Marshes, Essex: Outside the seawall the estuarine mud is densely carved into curled knolls
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Breeze transforms a thinly seeded field into a rippling upland riverCountry diary: Sandy, Bedfordshire Nothing seemed to have changed here in months. The stubble of skeleton stems appeared not so much dormant as dead
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Wool on the wire that feeds on fogCountry diary: Wenlock Edge The weather has carded the bits of sheep wool into swags and the mizzle fills them full of treasure
Country diary Hedgerows are haven for birds, hares and badgers