Wiveton Church and the Glaven Valley

We couldn't resist visiting this lovely valley again, this time on foot. A slightly warmer day today. We left the car by Bayfield Hall and after a quick wander round the little wildflower garden centre we went on down to the ford. Hanne Lene was after a gander at the Shell Museum which we have never got to see. And didn't again; it's closed on Sundays. Further on we found a pretty footpath up a hill and through woodland, meeting a roe deer on the path which took off rather fast when it spotted us, cantering and leaping through the meadows. After a while we came on a high mound covered in bracken, gorse and bluebells where you could look out to the coast at Cley and Blakeney. Cley is so pretty, and we were hungry so we headed on down the hill, and found some good snacks in the health food shop. Pretty though it is, the little village was overrun by cars and tourists and we were glad to be out of it again and on our way back. We passed a pair of lapwings, probably the same pair we saw yesterday, doing their courtship flight over a meadow which is more or less where I took this photo of Wiveton Church.
On the way back, we met a group of friendly twitchers standing in rapt silence; it turned out they were waiting for the call of a nightingale they had heard earlier. We held on for five or ten minutes but the bird was not in the singing mood any longer.
As we got back to our village, we spotted a barn owl quartering over a field near the village hall. As we slowed to a near halt, it alighted in a tree within a few feet of us - and took off again before I had a chance to find my camera.