Floating

JJ went to golf and I went for a walk.  First I investigated what butterflies were in the orchard.  Hardly anything.  Through the wood, where I heard a young sparrowhawk, but try as I would I couldn’t see it, or another one which was deeper in.

Down the middle of the first field which still has to be cropped but is looking decidedly sad, then I struggled up the middle of the newly ploughed second field before cutting through the hedge and trespassed down the far side.  I had a natter through the hedge with Amanda who was walking her boxer Dolly Priscilla (Presley) up the other side, which is an official bridle path .  Natter finished, I walked down to the bottom of the field, back through the hedge and trespassed round the side of the newly ploughed field, over the bridge for a bit more trespassing before reaching the second playing field to cut back through the estate.  I was nearly home when the heavens opened and I had to quickly put on my rain jacket.

An afternoon of research and still no sign of JJ until just before 5 p.m.