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.
At the north end of the park, ice flowed down glacial rocks. A stunning sight, it was difficult to quickly capture an interesting picture (click either image to see them both enlarged).
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