I’ve written about this before. While the English still abhor the enclosure of the commons centuries ago, and the encroachment of the private on public spaces, to an American, the ubiquity of public footpaths crossing private land for rambling in the countryside is almost miraculous.
The view from a high point on the footpath we were following. You can just make out the path ahead of us in the lower portion of the picture and the frost on the trees up ahead.