Today, my walk took me along an abandoned road – locally, it’s called ‘the old road’ and it was closed a couple of decades ago, when a straighter, broader, faster road was built in the manner it so often happens in rural England.
It may look delapidated for a while, nevertheless, there is comfort in nature claiming back buildings and pavements sprouting opportunistic plants after ‘human maintenance’ has ceased.
When people leave nature to its own devices, the laws of thermodynamics rule. Not long, and the scar we made is gone.

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