Heat too much so wasn't till post tea chores done that I headed to the Soay meadow with a few left over reds and the 15 footer. Funny how they won't fed past a certain point down the glide. Enough did above the point of no bites to make it fun.
Competing sounds of the water rushing though the mill, Soay sheep, screaming swifts and the churches of Buxton and Lamas having a ring-off down the valley. Bliss.
Ding dong!
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DeleteWell done on getting out. Too muggy up 'ere to even be bothered going out after tiffin.
ReplyDeleteSweating cobs here. Heading down to a wading spot with shade soont
DeleteNice. In the garden right now listening to swifts screaming as they chase each other. The sound of summer.
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