Leckhampton Hill

I grew up next to Leckhampton Hill, just south of Cheltenham. It was our local hill. I could see it from my bedroom window. It was always there, in the background, looming over us.

Every time I visit the hill I seem to discover some new paths, or some plant I haven’t seen before. The hill feels like a living being, almost. As I explore the hill more I get to know different sides to it through the seasons.