As its my birthday, I thought I’d go out for a quick six or seven mile stroll in the sunshine. I plan to consume a Gurkha meal and several beers tonight so I figured a preemptive calorie burn was a good idea.
I’m lucky that I can be walking in a rural landscape within a few minutes of stepping out the door. After the recent rains I can say that spring has well and truly sprung. There are a myriad wild flowers blossoming and the yellow rape fields look spectacular against a blue sky. In the woods, the bluebells are in full spate. I couldn’t get a decent picture of them as it was too dark-a task for next time.
My route took me around the back of the Outwoods, along a favourite mini-ridge and, via a meandering stream, to the Beacon. I think it’s the highest point in Leicestershire; anyhow the views were very pleasant.
I dropped down to a village, Woodhouse Eaves, and then made my way back to the Outwoods and home.
The photos below are of a rape field and the house I would love to own.
No dramas, just plenty of wildlife and plants with added peace and quiet.