It’s time to venture further afield. Can’t go far, lockdown still holds, but Acle is just across the grazing marshes, less than 20 minutes by bus. We don’t know what we’ll find by way of plants so we click-crazy at the first finds…
Catkins… click, click, click…
They’re past their best but still a delight to the eye. And fresh leaves…
But the bigger trees still look naked
We encounter the last of the sugar-beat harvesters, and I note even here we can’t escape the gulls
More naked trees… yet how can we call the silver birch naked when it has such wonderful bark?
We enter a woods… but the water’s got there before us
There used to be a path here…
And look, more catkins… like a golden shower falling from clear blue sky
And deeper we move into the woods
Unable to believe our eyes… a place to sit?
We move on (don’t fret, we’ll return here on Tuesday to see more) for it’s time to go home
The track back to Acle and the bus
Hope you enjoyed our walk. Definite signs of spring; that’s enough to cheer anyone. But you wait till you see the other photos I took that day!