8th April seems so long ago, yet I’ve left us at Fritton Common, and we’ve a bus to catch to take us home. So best we ignore the date and get walking again. Please, come along…
At the south of the common, signage directs us to Boudica’s Way. But that’s not the Way we want.
This is the way we want…
It takes us alongside a rather wet woodland looking wonderfully green…
Now which way?
Apparently this way…
And into a pasture, beyond which…
But first we have to cross the stile… and I do swear it was designed for a giant; it’s all crazy angles and made of slippery iron (not to mention the barbed wire beside it just waiting to snag us)
And we’re into a field of canola. In UK it’s called rapeseed. But with such sunny flowers, and such a sweet scent, I cannot use such a horrible name
Almost back from our walk, reluctant to encounter traffic and people, I take a lingering look back
And onto the last few yards of a footpath which will deliver us to the small town of Long Stratton
Hope you enjoyed our walk. Next week we head out to the water meadows of Swardeston. Till then…
Just perfect weather to be outside. Lovely photos.
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Thank you, Sadje, it has been good (except the last 2 days) 🙂
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Love our walks together.
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That pleases me. I tend to keep a week behind for those weeks when, for whatever reason, I get out.
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Lovely colours, made me feel quite nostalgic
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The English countryside. I have a love affair with it 🙂
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Oh! THAT is the way I would want, too! Love that second image. And I have to agree with you. What a horrid name rapeseed is!
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I refuse to use that name for such a colourful flower. And when it’s new it smells divine (like sprouting broccoli), but it gets rank as it ages
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Mmmm how interesting
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