The Field

and Rydal on a lovely spring-like afternoon.

The field at Dunnabeck in a sadly much less cared for state.
Bracken building up again and a significant wall rush.
We planted native trees here to mark the lives of much loved dogs and newborn children.

Went to pick the kids up from school and have thunder and lightening ice cream. Some old familiar faces and a strange sense of another time and a parallel universe.

A shaken fizzy
bottle of lemonade time
and grounding needed