There was a touch of frost after a clear night,
but the cowslips were bravely waiting for the sun.
A country church appearing through the mist?
just a happy arrangement of farm buildings!
a Yellowhammer sang from the tree,
a small flock of Golden Plovers
darted across the road.
Into Orwell village.
Sheep in the field,
a rare sight these days around here.
Lambs on the Wimpole Estate. Aaaaah!
OK, just one more!
And a shire horse if we must!
Then it was off-road
and on to a bridleway,
mainly for horse-riders but
Bicycles are allowed too.
The track led into a small wood...
...with a fine show of violets.
A Buzzard mewed overhead
and a herd of Fallow Deer were seen too.
The map showed an old moat.
Probably once the site of a manor house
I eventually reached Hayley Wood.
Plenty of Dog's Mercury around,
a plant which is said to be an indicator of ancient woodland.
And also a few