As soon as we took off the main road, we saw a little barn owl. Although they are quite common in England, you don't come across to them too often, especially if you live in town. That little bird flew ahead of us for some time, landed in the foliage and when we reached to close, it took off again, so we saw it several times. It's a shame that I couldn't take a picture of it but I guess for that you would have to go specially with just that aim in mind.
We were so full from the bub grub but Maurice still wanted to eat some blackberries. There were too many of them! He is very fussy with food and has previously spit the blackberries out saying they don't taste nice. But these he loved! Apparently they were best ones ever! I can't confirm it cause I was too full to even taste them but I'll take his word for it!:)
On the picture above there's a proof that earth is round and not flat. Whoever doubted that? This walk according to the description was supposed to be easy but it turned out to be quite hilly. I haven't been in walkers' "hotspot" nfor a while but this seemed to be quite a popular area for walkers. At least in the pub most of the clients had proper boots on. And we came across to quite a few of them later on.
I found this beautiful Jay's feather and couldn't leave it behind. Nature is so amazing! You wouldn't come up with the colours like that. This will be my little trophy from this walk.
And this is Maurice's. He was so happy over it! I was thinking it's a foxes jaw but not quite sure. My daughter thought it could be badger's which might be true too. Anyway Maurice carried it with him faithfully throughout our walk (around 4 hours) and tries to say wood, cut the grass with it and it worked. If we die of plague or of some other horrible disease, you know why. That bone stopped him eating blackberries, he was that sensible!
Oh how I would have loved to ride at this beautiful area. Since I was a child it has been my dream. I had to settle with cows cause my grandmother didn't have a horse. And even though I've done it a few times, I can't call myself a rider or anything like that. I loved Indians in old American movies, who were like one with the horse. But it was never meant for me. And the older you get the more scared you become of everything. But there's still hope and who knows, maybe one day I'll have an old horse and we can plotter around the beautiful landscape together.
Have you heard of a saying that we all belong to our childhood? I think it's quite true, at least my heart misses those summers where we were running around at my grandmothers farm - in the forest, on the fields. Swam wild even though we were not supposed to and nobody drowned cause we had common sense. And then there were these hay stacks. (I know it's not actually hay but I have no idea what the correct word is in English) We loved climbing on them, playing it. But it wasn't allowed. One time when we were visiting someone in the neighbouring farm, his dad told us off. He was a really nice man, so we took him quite seriously. The order had come from the agronomist of the county. And then he added - don't climb on top of it, stay inside. He knew that we had built caves and passages, so from now on we were just running around the stack and crawling through it.
Officially it's still summer but there's definitely autumn vibe in the air already. And children are back to school next week. My daughter starts uni and I'm gonna take her there on Friday, so no walk next week. And there will be a chance for flooding as there will be tears. A lot! I will miss her so much but I know she will do great amazing as she is. And life still goes on, I just have to learn to live with it, supporting her from the distance.
I have already planned to go to see her and there will be some Yorkshire walks soon! Until then we plotter around here. Thanks for reading!
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