This photo (stolen from the local Green group) is everything I love about the part of the Cotswolds I grew up in.
Interesting cropmarks, hinting at a deep and rich history. The old road, running along the top of the valley, along which I cycled so many times on my way to the riding stables on the outskirts of Charlbury. The River Evenlode, in which I fished and swam, and investigated the remains of former (and one preserved) watermills. The railway, part of my current journey over to visit my Mum, and just visible from the attic windows of her house. And solar panels, offering the 21st century and a slim hope for the future.