It’s raining it’s pouring the old man is snoring…well I’m not really but I was feeling a little stir crazy stuck indoors so I grabbed […]
Taken this morning whilst walking the dog. Looked like the world was ending!
A church yard view of Bakewell.
I love this gravestone found in Bakewell that states, Near this place lies the body.“Well, you know, we definitely buried him somewhere near here Vicar”
Washing the pots!
Seriously, who else gets up whilst the moon is still out?
What was the point in that then? An old gate post on a bridle path in the middle of nowhere snapped apart?
That’s another Festive season officially over. Onward to pastures new.
The 12th Day of Christmas.
Winter means a longer work day…
I love the fact that this muddy field will soon be full of life.
This is basically everyday walking the dog at the moment! Roll on Spring…
The River Trent at Gunthorpe