For I am of that feral England – all wood tangle, wind-bullied scarp, moor stones that scrape low skies. I will bow to the crown of hill rather than one of gold. Drink with poacher, refuse ale with estate agent. My England is green. My England is wild. – #CLNolan https://t.co/ZgLCPcmSL4
For I am of that feral England – all wood tangle, wind-bullied scarp, moor stones that scrape low skies. I will bow to the crown of hill rather than one of gold. Drink with poacher, refuse ale with estate agent. My England is green. My England is wild. – #CLNolan pic.twitter.com/ZgLCPcmSL4
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) May 7, 2021