Ridges and furrows
So I look like I'm squatting to do a poop in this pic, but believe me I'm just a little uneasy as right in front of me - over that small wall - is a really, really steep drop - hence my lead* (still pink)
If you look across the field, you can see ridges (small linear hills) and furrows (the dip in between them) which is a remnant of open field farming in the middle ages. Each strip would have been farmed by one family before some bright spark decided to enclose everything.
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