Monochrome Weekend – New Forest

Took this yesterday evening with my mobile phone.  There were 13 horses grazing  underneath the waxing moon. Normally I don’t have any superstition attached to the number 13 (it’s my birthday after all) but perhaps I should have taken it as an omen.

From this point we turned to go back to the car and, again, got lost in the forest.  And in my great wisdom I was wearing new trainers, a little on the tight side without socks.  I now have blisters on my heels the size of my fist.  Reward of stupidity.

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