Straight across the road from where we live are little woods where we go for a walk nearly every Sunday afternoon, after our Sunday roast.
(This is my beloved's favourite Sunday lunch - Roast Beef & Yorkshire Puddings)
It's a lovely wee walk to do in all seasons, but since we do this walk so often I've never taken my camera along before. Yesterday I remembered.
So, come along for a wee stroll and I'll show you the highlights.
First thing we come across on our walk is the duck pond.
The ducks are quite tame as most people who go there bring them some breadcrumbs.
Then we go off through the woods.
There are these wooden walkways over the really muddy parts. The boys pretend that the walkways are train tracks and that they are the trains.
No walk is complete without a few sticks.
Here are 'Moses' and 'Aaron'.
The main thing the boys were looking out for on yesterday's walk was bluebells.
And we found them.
Don't bluebells make you think of little fairies?
Perhaps I read too many Flower Fairies books when I was younger. Not much call for them in this house anyway!