Burton marshes

The day started as dismally as yesterday with poor visibility and drizzle. It seemed like a good day to visit the best local nursery in Burton where I'd been led to believe that they were selling Rudbeckia for a quid. And they were, but they were annuals, not perennials, but I was tempted by a couple of Alpines. The view across the marshes to Wales was very hazy but it was nice to see all the sheep. There were hundreds of them.