The prospect of distant hills

Hills shape our worlds. It's so natural in Wales to have high ground marking the horizon that I feel a little lost in England's wide open plains. These photos try to capture the romance of hills as being already separate from the here and now as well as being the way out for those that wish to leave. Every now and then you here somebody claim that in medieval times, most villagers never left the parish, but that's probably untrue: I saw a statistic that 25% of the medieval English population would visit London at some point.

Pen Dinas from the north

Cwmpadarn Lane looking south