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Thaxted. Essex. England, UK
5th January 2026
I went walking in a town I used to drive through after work when I used to work in Suffolk.
It has a windmill in a field.
A Maths student named Dexter was also there, and we had a chat about life, enjoying the view, and enjoying sunsets.
Prints | Instagram | Photography
A View of Thaxted, Essex, 1950s
Albert Flint
Gustav Holst popped the fuck off when he wrote the hymn tune "Thaxted" (a.k.a. "I Vow To Thee My Country" / O God Beyond All Praising / Jupiter, The Bringer of Jollity) like. I'm sure everyone's heard it but I do not care
Thaxted windmill, Essex.
the love amazing that songs cannot repay
O God Beyond All Praising, Traditional American hymn // Massacre of the Innocents, Leon Cogniet
#photography #uk #england #church #thaxted https://www.instagram.com/p/CNz-VP8LwWK/?igshid=1j7ih5y1dya7f
Ah yes, the grand Canadian tradition of talking in great detail about the weather. Subtopics including "Weather I hate", "Weather that is acceptable to me", "Worst weathers I've known", "Stories about weather that have been passed down through generations of my family", "Relative merits of different weathers and weathers in different places", "Strategies for coping with various weathers", and "Humidity: The worst thing or the very worst thing?" :D
Many Canadian stereotypes are not true.
Our obsession with the weather is not one of them.