Contemplation

Here no camp-site. See no camp-site. Will my toy boat come back?

This is not a lake, this is our camp-site.

Luckily, behind me a small rise perched upon which are a caravan, motor-caravan, and our tent. Under the trees runs a tributary of the Wye that had recently flooded neatly filling the hollow on the site. Spot the traffic cone?

We were luck this year in being able to go outside of the school holidays as everyone had finished their exams. Therefore, the site was lightly populated (from tomorrow we have the site to ourselves). As you can see the sky is blue - most unusual - but we did pitch the tent in the dry. To make up for this we went for a walk which was really rather squishy.