Springing to Life

We returned to Staunton Harold this afternoon choosing to walk on the other side of the road in the meadows by Bignalls Wood.

The light was totally different to last Sunday. Whereas it had been bright and luminous last week, this week seemed dull and yet it seemed the same sort of sky. I liked the shape of this old tree standing in a hedgerow. Infrared of course.

Not so many people there this week. I suspect the euphoria of being allowed out to drink outside a pub or café has worn off. We had coffee and cake from the tea room at the Ferrers Centre but it's not the same as having a light lunch sitting outside at a table.

We walked down to the lake afterwards.