Soul Food

It was lashing down on the way to Keswick. Fortunately it cleared.
We had planned to walk along to Ashness Bridge and back. However, Tom decided he needed to mooch around the sales. Something he never does. A jumper, a pair of shorts, socks, a summer expedition hat and a pair of braces! (Don’t ask).
We picked up a pasty and walked along the shore. There were loads of Red Admiral butterflies sunning themselves on an Oak trunk.
I just had to have a little paddle. I was cross with myself for not bringing my swimming stuff.