June 13th – What a difference a day makes – well, a working day. Returning that evening, from the top of Shire Oak Hill, one would know little of the previous day’s downpour. The roads were dry and dusty, and it was once again summery and warm. The old lady of the vale still looked worderful though, but not so much the warehouse on the Fradley plain behind her.

To be in England, in the summertime.

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