Circling

I took the picture shown above before I even reached Norton Disney. I had just brought Clint to a  shuddering halt outside Norton Disney Lodge which is a mile west of the village. I am looking down Newark Road - Newark being the closest significant town - after which Newark in New Jersey was named.


After donning my boots in Norton Disney I set off to the neighbouring village of Stapleford with its interesting  and remote church some distance from the village and without proper road access. It is called All Saints and it has stood by The River Witham since the eleventh century.

I crossed the river and headed towards the next village called Carlton-le-Moorland. On the way my eye was drawn to the lonesome tree that you can see in the picture above. The land around it is like a prairie devoted to grain crops from which wild Nature has more or less been banished.


Above that's a photograph of  St Mary's Church in Carlton. It also dates from the eleventh century and building probably commenced soon after the Norman Conquest. The interior was well-maintained suggesting that the church is well loved by the local community. Below there's a section of one of the stained glass windows. It's not especially old, dating from 1901 and in memory of a local woman called Mary Yalland or Dalland - I can't tell which.


The next village I plodded to  was Bassingham. I had never heard of it before planning this walk but it boasts a population of some 1,500 and rising. It is only eight miles from the city of Lincoln. Below that is Cobblers Cottage in Bassingham. It appears that the topiary to the right is meant to suggest a boot. Well, that's my theory anyway.


On my walk, I came across this old agricultural shed beneath an autumnal oak tree. The image probably appealed to me as I am a sucker for old sheds and tumbledown farm buildings. I took a dozen pictures of this shed which of course I would never have done if there had been a roll of film in my camera.


From Bassingham I plodded through one or two muddy fields heading towards the former site of RAF Swinderby - an air force base dating back to 1940.  It closed in 1993 when the domestic part of the base became a new village called Witham St Hughs.

It was about 3.30 by the time I got there and  the cloak of night was already beginning to envelop the landscape as you can tell from the image shown below. It was time to get marching like a soldier as I still had two miles to go to get back to Norton Disney and my faithful petrol-driven steed - Sir Clint.



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Yes

 God,

It’s me here. Nervous and excited. You know the reason. Please be with me. Guard me. Armor me with your peace, your hope, your joy and your strength. Stay with me. Remain with me. With you, I’m safe. I’m equipped to be still and know

Love me

With all

That you are

So I able

To do 

The same



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