What Hides Beneath?

This morning I stopped to walk my dog near to my old home area on the edge of the cotswolds. The September weather at it's best giving a warm wind and perfect clear air.

The quiet stream meandering it's way through serene English countryside in a timeless scene.......... And then I look back over my shoulder, there, unexpectedly but poignantly, among the carefully manicured paddocks, is a suggestion of some of the turmoil that this postcard backdrop may hide.