The end of captivity

I haven't been to Big Mere for nearly a year, and didn't expect to come away with any decent images, but it just goes to show, never make assumptions about a location until you're there. It has to be one of the quietest places I know, out in the rural backwaters of Cheshire with only the sounds of birdsong and the wind for company. View on black, press that L key, folks!

Done