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Last one of the four quick edits from the @tlephotos #photoshoot at Weeting this past Sunday and this it’s young Mia again. Looking a little pensive. #portraitphotography #reenactment #reenactor #weeting #farm #landgirl @olympusuk #olympus #olympusphotography #photography #photographer #portrait (at Weeting, Norfolk, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bw4RKSxnIPV/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=s3t1id9woisb

The third of four quick edits from the @tlephotos #photoshoot at Weeting this past Sunday and this is young Mia who posed beautifully all day long. #portraitphotography #reenactment #reenactor #weeting #farm #landgirl @olympusuk #olympus #olympusphotography #photography #photographer #portrait (at Weeting, Norfolk, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bw4N-A0nba6/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=18xh1bz6p3rba

The second of four quick edits from the @tlephotos #photoshoot at weeting this past Sunday. Here @Clair is sat on the green caravan with her produce basket. #portraitphotography #reenactment #reenactor #weeting #farm #landgirl @olympusuk #olympus #olympusphotography (at Weeting, Norfolk, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bw4HPHOH2rc/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1ofs3xm47bsof

Here’s the first of four quick edits from the @tlephotos #photoshoot at weeting this past Sunday. This is Wendy the organiser of the day and great fun to photograph. Here she is looking out of the “stable door” on the green caravan. #portraitphotography #reenactment #reenactor #weeting #farm #landgirl @olympusuk #olympus #olympusphotography (at Weeting, Norfolk, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bw4C56EHMmH/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=773gn7ehfgra

In the car park at Weeting Heath.https://flic.kr/p/XJBBzX

My grans backyard in England Remnants of a dog house Washing on the line held Up to catch the breeze By a long wooden pole Remember climbing the fence And running out into the field Towards the ruins of some Norman built Saxon built church Mind the crypt my Nan shouted The field was mine the ruins mine Sitting atop slabs of flint and grey Cast concrete thinking about How close the sky tipped down Clouds undulating grey to white And back again to true blue Whos hands made these Stone ships set adrift in a field Of crisp shades of greens Prayers whispered to the Dead below my feet as I Leapt from column to column They slept there and I spoke To everyone nestled in boxes Resting in the crypt below The sun would come out In a panic light the flint within The ancient walls abd retreat Just as quick behind undulating Grey cast clouds looming low A chill in the breeze as evening Began across the sky Daisy chains and stinga nettles Running across the copse Through thick moist grass Thousands of shades of green Hot mugs of tea back in nannies Council house and softly sweet Biscuits the day was mine The ruins were mine