Yellow - oil seed rape

It was quite sunny still in the late morning so I walked over the moor and down the hill to see my friend Ailie who is struggling while she waits for a twice-postponed hip-replacement.

We chatted about her daughter in New Zealand, Ailie's new house there, and she found me some books about walks there.

We'll have to get our plans made fairly soon in order to get a place in the huts.

Now I must cook for #2 daughter who is coming for the day tomorrow with the boys.