To some people the fens are flat and dreary, but all places have their own beauty and there is a unique charm to this watery and peaceful area, criss-crossed as it is by rivers, lakes and dykes. A landscape moulded as much by man's hand, as a result of the drainage in the 17th century, as it is by nature.
Fenland's beauty is all to do with vast openness. In places you can literally see for miles - views uncluttered by hill or tree or hedge.
Hear the call of the curlew or listen to the drumming of a snipe on a summer's evening or see a ghost-like barn owl as it glides silently by at dusk.
But it is in its skyscapes that the Fen's real beauty is exhibited. A vast and ever changing canopy stretches above and to the distance which at times can be stunningly beautiful.
These photos were all taken by mr digandweed on his iphone within a few miles from here.