A wet, miserable Sunday evening in Masterton. The streets deserted. Everyone at home by the fire.
The misty light obscures the ugly pollarded tree stumps in Renall Street.
Chapel Street, looking north.
And south.
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A wet, miserable Sunday evening in Masterton. The streets deserted. Everyone at home by the fire.
The misty light obscures the ugly pollarded tree stumps in Renall Street.
Chapel Street, looking north.
And south.