Harp Hill, hangover and hints of spring

A walk up the hill to try and cure a hangover. I know it was self inflicted but I had a pretty bad day yesterday and indulged in extreme sorrow drowning. Sarah and I usually follow the same route and at this time of year the snowdrops are fabulous. Glorious sunshine meant it was warm enough for flying insects at last. spring is on its way.

The sheep up there are very pregnant, won't be long until there are cute lambs to photograph too.