Despite a spate of wet days, Monday 9th November was to remain dry (according to the Met Office. Met Office lied!) We bused to Acle on the far side of the grazing marshes where the land starts to rise.
The first of several footpaths, farms tracks and not-so-green lanes taken that day.
Was it mist? Or was it a fine drizzle? 9 Nov 2020
And was this all the autumnal colour we’d find? No. Lo! The spindle tree
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And bracken. We can always rely on bracken for seasonal colour
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We didn’t expect to find much by way of fungi. Ha! We were not disappointed
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But we did find a tiny spider suspended on its web above a leaf. Can you see it?
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And teasel, loads of teasels that formed a screen for the copper-leaved silver birch trees behind
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It mightn’t be raining (yet) but some stretches of those green lanes are ankle-deep in mud
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Oh, those umbellifers, is there ever a season when they’re not a photographer’s delight?
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After the mud… a ricketty bridge. Hmmm. And as you see, we’re still walking through a drizzly-mist
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But the chickens don’t mind. Free-range means free range here. Happy hens
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And into the woods
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Where the drizzle turns to rain
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That rain pelted us, but we were able to shelter the while in a nearby church porch (I thank you, Saint Andrew of Burlingham)
As soon as the rain stopped, we set off again, now along a farm track. Oh brillig, now we are really talking mud (it got much worse than this)
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But it was worth being out straight after the rain before the branches and berries could shed their drops
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Spindle berries: 9 Nov 2020
Guelder Rose: 9 Nov 2020
Rosehips: 9 Nov 2020
By now we had reached the extent of our walk (Hemblington). We had eaten our lunch. It was time to turn round and come back. Hopefully, we’d make it back to the bus before there was more rain.
Is that blue sky I spy?
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But that blue again disappeared. I put away the Canon; these final photos were taken with the phone
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No words needed…
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Hope you enjoyed our little walk in the rain. We didn’t get thoroughly drenched, but we did return home rather soggy. As to our feet, caked in mud. But it was a good walk, a round trip of 10-mile plus. And we did find more fungi than that one I’ve shown. But I’m holding onto them for later.
This past week we haven’t been able to get out for a 10-miler. Hopefully this coming Thursday.
crispina kemp 
Wet feet and all, I enjoyed this walk. So many images to enjoy – especially the closeups!
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I was rather pleased with those. Just an ordinary lens and a little bit of patience… while standing in deep wet grass!
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I love your walks, in mist, sun, mud, dry land…
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Thanks, Dale. I was out for a walk yesterday. Breydon as you’ve never see it before… in the magic of the Dawn Hour. It was beautiful (see photos on twitter)
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Ooh! I’ll go check.
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🙂
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Oh Wow! It’s really muddy! It doesn’t seem to bother the chicken though! 🙂
We’re having a snow storm here now, and it’s beautiful!
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The chicken was in a grassy field, along with companions. This one wandered close, apparently curious about me
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It does look curious.
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A pleasant if muddy walk. It’s been pretty dry here so we have a lack of mud! I love the teasels – one of my favourites.
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I love teasels too. The sign of a once flourishing weaving industry.
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We? Glad you have a walking partner for this!
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Once a week I walk with my daughter. We’re great companions, have been walking partners for years. But now my back is healed & I have strength & stamina, I do go off on my own too
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Oh good! Glad you get that together time.
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And if the weather means no walking, then often she’ll come here for lunch & a laugh. We’re bestest friends.
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