A Beautiful Day For A Walk

The weather forecasters have promised rain again from tomorrow onwards but we are granted one gorgeously soft and delicate day before the grey mists and lowering clouds engulf us.

Staying indoors on a day like today would be sacrilege.

As Benno and I leave the house I notice a Peacock butterfly on the path 

leading from the garden to the  lane which is also basking 

in the warm sunshine.

Make the most of it, it isn't going to last.

Even the gravestones in the Churchyard are feeling kindly 

 disposed towards each other on a day like this.

I wonder if the occupants were friends during their life times?

The stones appear to be of a similar age.

Children are playing by the river, under the watchful eye of parents.

In spite of the lack of sunshine since June we have had very 

little rain and there's hardly enough water in the river to drown 

a gnat.

We are now leaving the village itself and climbing up the hill 

into the field where the new foal doesn't seem to know quite 

what to do with all this big beautiful world.

The harvest is by no means all in. A week of rain will delay it further

and cause problems for the farmers.

Valley's End is surrounded by an amphitheatre of hills, 

it almost gathers you in.  It is possible to circle the village from above, 

looking down on it's roofs. Gravity alone will get you back to the centre 

where the ancient packhorse bridge crosses the river, 

which runs through the middle.