It's May time and the chalk grassland is punctuated with thick clusters of pinky white, these can be seen for as far as the eye can see dotted about the mostly open landscape, the hedgerows too are festooned in the bright blossom of the Hawthorn. If folklore be believed then the area must be rife with fairies, who are supposed to live within. There's no doubt this landscape is magical.
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