Shropshire

I love it here. 

On a day of wild weather, between the showers, I managed a couple of hours of gardening and a very nice evening walk in glorious sunshine.

My collage shows a part of our drive just before the sky went dark and it poured down. And the fields around here all seem to be turning yellow. Miles and miles of yellow.

I love it. 

And I can now reveal what my great grandad said just before he kicked the bucket. 


"Guess how far I can kick this bucket?"