We were very short of water this summer; in fact, a drought was announced.
Hose pipe bans were in force and the field by the river was parched,
farmers prayed for rain and the soil was cracked and dusty.
I remember it well.
This picture was taken in early spring,
even then the river was low.
This morning I went out with Benno for our usual walk in the field
by the river.
This is what we saw when we came out by the garden gate.
It's the same field and bridge as in the picture above.
Lots of tourists use this bench,
it overlooks a particularly picturesque bend in the river.
Down there we play 'fetch the stick'
and tourists spread their picnic rugs and lounge in the cool shade of the trees
on the banks of the river.
The ducks are happy;
they are not normally encouraged to swim in the gardens.
There's a perfectly harmless little stream in there somewhere.
It has stepping stones across and children use it to play at
building dams and to paddle in the shallows.
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