It’s Saturday 7th September 2024 and the weather’s not looking good. But fingers crossed it’s going to get sunny. A short bus-hop across the grazing marshes to the small town of Acle then into the Bure Valley. Please, join us…
The clouds behind Fishley church don’t look promising. But wait, what’s that? Blue sky peeping through? We cross the brassica field (rape seed/canola, probably) and beyond the harvested wheat field I glance back at the mist.
Too early yet for anyone to be taking their yachts out. Maybe they’re waiting to see if it’s to rain?
I love these little cockle-boats!
There are benches at the staithe where previous walks we’ve sat awhile but in this unsettled weather we’d rather keep walking, taking a path that skirts the grazing marsh
There are cattle in this field, but all of a huddle. So I focus on the distant windmill instead
Returning to Acle to catch the bus, it hasn’t rained, and it’s comfortably warm though with the humidity of a sauna!
Hope you enjoyed our walk. It’s not a long one, I’m having to keep the walks short because of the leg.
More next week












I love the pics Crispina. The windmill is very impressive.
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I’m so used to seeing the big brick-built windmills, this skeletal form fascinates me
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Indeed.
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🥰
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Lovely boats and a wind mill not often seen, Used for pumping water maybe?
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Loads of windmills in this area, all used to drain the marshes to allow for grazing. Best and sweetest grass in the country! Windmills have been used to drain this area since early C19th
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Interesting light and particularly vivid colours Crispina.
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I’d say it was a watery light, and it was very very humid
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Enjoyed a lot, dear.
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Thank you, Indira 🥰
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My pleasure, dear.
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🥰🥰🥰
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