Gorgeous day under the Nazgûl's wing

Another day, another episode read and uploaded, and another walk. A gorgeous day. Everything is getting a bit groundhog day-ish. Time floating by. Listening to Lord of the Rings of course and how all the protagonists cringe with fear under as a Nazgûl flies overhead. It is like there is always unseen in the blue even on the clearest days.

Another view from Hollingbury Hill, and a family on the Crest of the Hill looking down towards Wild Wood.