The best thing about the A35 being closed is the tranquillity it brings to the surrounding countryside. I've sat here on the banks of Black Water below the A35 countless times over the years, it's a favoured spot; I've boiled up a brew, taken a picnic, meditated, or simply taken the opportunity to appreciate the woodland whilst being serenaded by the stream as it negotiates it's meandering course. Usually this spot is far enough from the road to muffle the sounds of traffic, but not far enough to negate it completely; today though for the first time, I had the opportunity to hear the forest's song as nature intended. Bliss.
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