crispina kemp

7:20 am 23rd March, we hop on a bus to Belton, a village a few miles southwest of Great Yarmouth. From Belton we walk a very Sandy Lane to Fritton Woods (aka Waveney Forest). The white flowers of blackthorn are everywhere

But we’re not going directly into the woods. We’re to detour first… yeeks, a main road. Love this old barn…

A footpath leads us away from Fritton…

Again we detour… now into a swamp (we’ve not been here before)

And by circuitous route we arrive at St Olave’s where four drakes provide guard for one sitting duck (don’t ask, I don’t know)

And an elder swan seems to be chastising an immature. I wonder what the story there

Skirting the grazing marsh, the path clings close to the woods, and is muddy. And look here, the field sprouts pylons as if they’re a crop!

And finally into the woods. Although a pine plantation, native trees are encouraged. But native is deciduous and they’re not yet in leaf. Two/three years back wide swathes of pine were felled, but already regeneration is underway. Natural, not planted

I think it’s Portuguese Heather; our native heathers don’t flower this early

Hope you enjoyed our walk. Tuesday’s Treat will focus on St Olaves. See you then.