Stripes

I met up with my friend Roger at Ham Hill this morning for one of our regular stroll-and-coffee catch ups. Carly the retriever was feeling her age a bit and declined to join us. While we were sitting outside the Prince Of Wales, a former teaching colleague, who I hadn’t seen since I retired, spotted us and came over for a chat.

The photo is a close-up of one of the fruit farm fields that lie below the hill in Stoke-sub-Hamdon.

This afternoon I just managed to get the grass cut before the rain set in.