Fenland represents a unique kind of landscape where “the human footprint is simply too massive now to ignore" (Ewing, 2014). It is a silent battlefield between the nature and the man: since the salt marshes were drained, it has been constantly shaped and reshaped by the human and natural forces.
On the way in
Rapeseed at Burnt Fen
Forty Foot Drain
Sixteen Foot Drain
Bedford Level South
On the way to Little Ouse
Burnt Fen burning
On the way out
There is something unnerving about driving through the vast emptiness of this man-inhabited seabed, some parts of which sit around 2.75 metres below the sea level. With its sinking roads and falling telegraph poles, it is a landscape in transition, in movement. With its boundless horizons and infinitely long roads and dykes, it is a silent, timeless landscape. It has the spirit of emptiness and the sense of void about it.
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