At nine in the morning
it is already to hot,
We pull up and I get
out of the car to make a drawing,
My dad and me are
driving along the River Stour’s valley.
This river is born in
Cambridgeshire, and weaves its way into Suffolk and Essex.
Now stretched out
before us a valley of trees and cornfields with the line of the river and the railway line that runs alongside to keep it company clearly, delineated by a
line of willows.
Now on this peaceful
Saturday small breezes disturb hedgerow poppies and daisies. A landscape
unchanged from Constable's time, this is Constable Country.
Locals call it the
'Essex Tyrol' because it the terrain is so up and down
All green and gold
punctuated by thatch and red brick.
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