"Singing, singing, Butter-cups and Daisies..."

This line from the 1891Devon folk song 'Strawberry Fair' is never far from my mind at the moment as the fields and verges are covered in both buttercups and daisies.  We climb over this stile most afternoons on our walk with Ivy who walks through on the far side and doesn't have to negotiate the stile.

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