SPRING GREENS

A walk up to the Tarn this Lunch time, the wife has disappeared to Boundary Mills with a neighbour to spent all my hard earned money, not enough left to buy anything to chomp so now feeling decidedly peckish. I haven't been up for a few days and it's lovely to see the spring taking hold, took the photo precariously balanced on a wet rock in leather soled shoes, possibly not the wises of moves but when needs must , etc.