Palm Sunday

Not a donkey, but this little pony and its young rider had the honour of leading a procession of church goers through the village and up to the church door, before the service to mark the beginning of Holy Week, Palm Sunday. The little church (in a village near ours) was packed.

We went to another nearby village for lunch - a very relaxed country pub -and very real one!  Several walkers came in and opted for a hearty Ploughman's, bringing in their boots and their dogs before setting off again into the fierce winds.
We sat by the fire and enjoyed a roast - a treat not to have to cook today!

Last night I had put some sweet peas in to soak, so planted them today, but will keep them indoors until they germinate!