And beyond the timeless meadows and emerald pastures, the rabbit holes and moss - covered oak and rowan trees and the "slippy sloppy" houses of frogs, the woodland - scented wind rushed between the leaves and blew around the gray veil that dipped below the fells, swirling up in a mist, blurring the edges of the distant forest. {View from Windermere in the Lake District}
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