The White Cart

Sometimes the river is calm as a millpond, sometimes it  is so high that the small weir is disappears completely  .......  today it was neither with the gusting wind keeping the water on the move.

Fortunately Poppy is not interested in that area of the river. She prefers to walk along by the river till we reach the old slipway and then she trots down into the river and comes to a standstill when the water reaches the top of her legs. While still in the water she shakes herself and then walks back up to join me.