Litter

After a miserable start the sun put in an appearance as jet and I set off for a walk. In the woods this can had been abandoned. This drives me mad ...... if you brought it then take it back with you!

A shoot was underway in the valley again and prevented me from walking back on the other side of the river. I was rather amused watching a Labrador being sent across the river to retrieve a pheasant. It refused to swim back preferring a detour via the bridge (sensible animal).

Jet needed a swim to clean off the mud on his underparts.