The fairy dell of Sunnydale
Sarah introduced me to a wonderful little walk from East Morton (Little Dog doesn't get on with 'big' anymore. We enjoyed a natter in nature. Here, we inadvertently disturbed a nesting yellow wagtail with the most beautiful tiny and pristine eggs that we hope they were quick to come back to. We disappeared sharply when we realised.
After a coffee in the local pub, we went our separate ways and the early evening was spent on a short ride with Rich who was back from London early. Chris came round to sort my gears last night - I've gone from two to twenty-two... Revelation!