Further to my previous post about walking without the dog, today I walked again. Same route (Bibury and the River Coln). Different company. Just me and my ever-changing jumble of thoughts. And the odd army of sheep butts.
The days have been warm and sunny here in Wilts, but this morning brought a change in the weather. Cool, a little cloudy, dewy at sunrise. But I like that on a long brisk walk. I didn’t stop to take too many pictures, just snaps at the (gloriously few) blatant signs of life like sheep and daffodils, which I’m surprised isn’t the national flower of England given how prolific it is these days (the daffodil IS, however, the national flower of Wales; the national flower of England is the Rose – damn Tudors!).
All in all, a fine day to be outdoors, so much so that I came home and spent the rest of it in the garden with a wheel barrow and a power drill. But that’s another story.
Until then, won’t you go enter to win some spuds in my Heritage Seed Potato Giveaway?