Teasels overlooking Speen Moors.

Drab day under iron-grey skies. Strolled some of the Speen Moors walk, which was too flooded even for wellies in some places and so had to resort to taking off sock/footwear and roll up trousers past the knees, to wade through icy water, which made my feet ache.
Lots of small bags hanging off branches, like tree decorations, full of (I assume) doggy poo. Immensely disappointing and a very great eyesore.
Still, once everything starts growing again they'll be hidden for a few months.