This is the most amazing 13th Century Medieval Church called Fairfield, in the Romney Marshes.
It is fairly unique in that it has no graveyard nor trees, mainly because over the centuries it was frequently prone to flooding. Its worshipers often had to row in a boat across the field to visit.
Now its parishioners, together with the village it once served, are LONG gone. It sits alone in the middle of a desolate field amongst waterways and sheep.
I never intended to make a composite or seasonal comparison, but retrospectively, I think it looks quite 'other wordly', especially compared throughout the seasons.