The Bridge

After work I walked down the old railway line to meet Andy at the train station. He had been visiting his mum today , helping her with some jobs and giving her some company. The sun hit the path as I walked. The red campion are in flower and form cheerful patches of deep pink amongst the now darkening green grass and hedgerow plants. This bridge goes over a stream where I sometimes stop. I am sure it is the kind of place you would see a kingfisher - I watch carefully in hope. Home to have a relaxing dinner - we made my favourite - lemon layer sponge for dessert.