Reflections

The setting sun lights up the far end of the village. It's 2.30pm and Lottie and I are are out way home after a muddy wander round the stubble fields. Every hole in the grass banks has been snuffled in, every burrow checked for rabbits and pheasants and other ground loving birds have been temporarily disturbed as Lottie followed every scent she came across! 

A very leisurely saunter,a but you do see and take in a lot more than on a brisk, purposeful walk.  I shall aim to do more of this in the year ahead!