On the hill is a quarry which is slowly blasting the rock away. Hill is becoming basin. The 'historical fabric' of the landscape is being changed. We are experiencing a physical transformation of the countryside.
Positive space is becoming negative space.
Convex to concave.
Emptiness where once solid.
Earth becomes air - birds will fly where slow worms once slithered.
The poetry of emptiness.
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