We had a rare day of warmth and sunshine yesterday, so I decided to go for a walk. I love walking, but I rarely get a chance to do it. Or I rarely make the effort – or something! But anyway, I have signed up for a sponsored walk next weekend in aid of this year’s “sports and social” chosen charity at work, and I thought I ought to do a little practise, and see if my walking trainers are okay etc etc. So here is my walk:
Out of town, under the motorway bridge, and up to the first stile.
Over the stile, along the edge of the field, saying hello to the dog walkers going the other way. Come across a tiny trip-trap bridge. Don’t think any goblins lived underneath it though.
Paused to reminisce at the Christmas Day pointless stile…(now covered in summer)
Then off over through the field. Looks inviting?
What’s that through the gap in the hedge?
More field..!
Spot a flash of red amongst the wheat? Barley?
Paused to admire the furrows in the ground…
…and to smell the Cow Parsley.
Back up the lane – which way to go?
A bit more than a flash of red catches my eye.
And then back over the motorway and into the field of gold.
Perfect sky…
Then back home along the abandoned lane…
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