Raining In Yorkshire
The dog and I went hunting this morning. I went for photos and he hunts for anything that can loosely be termed game, he doesn't understand 'walk'. (He rarely catches anything but does send a lot of pheasants into the air.)
We stood close to the point where Lancashire, Cumbria and Yorkshire converge and I took photos of the weather moving across the sky. Meanwhile the dog was transfixed by this sound, close by. It was the only thing we could hear. Play it and you will be standing there with us.
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