Run of the mill

The Bristol Student was with me today. I didn't know she hadn't been down to the Gunpowder Mills at Chilworth so, instead of walking up on Blackheath with the dogs, I took her exploring. There's hardly a trace left of all the spring flooding but, the wild flowers are flourishing for all the extra nutrients left behind in the silt.

When the waters were at their highest, Daisy wouldn't have been able to stand where she is in this photo. The gushing water would have been up to her waist and the force of the water then will be difficult to forget.