One of the pleasures of living in the West Norfolk Fenland is the symmetry of the farmland which, in turn, provides a massive contrast to the wildness of the orchards and riverbanks.
The neatly rolled lines in the prepared soil and the dark line of shadow at the edge of the wheat. Behind that an orchard and the blossom on the Jonagold apple trees followed by the poplars.
One of the farmers was telling me that the poplars were originally planted to be used in the manufacture of matches but that market has disappeared, so now they are used as windbreaks and managed for firewood.
They are still being burned but in a different way and after all they are lined up like matches in a box.