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pulvis et umbra sumus / moor mill pits

13/10/2018

 


“If I shut my eyes it returns: the evocation of a whole wood, a whole world of wood-darkness and flowers and birds and late summer silence,
of a million leaves turning mellowly to death.” 

Herbert Ernest Bates, Through the Woods, 1936 

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