Oliver Heppell (Member no: 633)

Stoney Littleton

The moon rose through the entrance chamber

I walked from Frome to Bath over two days and slept in my Bivvy to wake up very early to a tent covered in frost and the dawn chorus of Grouse, which sprinted over the fields nearby.

The moon rose through the entrance chamber, I don’t know if this was a happy accident, or intentional.