Late summer

I couldn't justify sitting indoors with Youngest Daughter doing our latest jigsaw with the lovely outdoors calling, so we went for a slow Sunday afternoon amble across the river and up the hill. The air was warm, and we enjoyed the coolness by the river, looking at the ducks dabbling in the clear water. It was an effort to move ourselves, but walked on by the cottages in the valley and up the footpath to the woods. I had taken the camera and so here is a photo diary of our walk. I missed the moment only by seconds when YD disturbed some pheasants, who exploded into the air with noisy alarm! If you look carefully on the interpretation board of the village walks you can see our house, The Old School.