Beck & Bridge

Have struggled to find a blip today, the morning spent 'top dressing' oilseed rape didn't provide inspirational and niether did an afternoon amid pigs! At home the wind played havoc with close-ups of flowers etc. so settled on the 'eastern boundary' of our little plot, Pocklington Beck and one of the old field bridges over it. The waters are still grey from the rain and the banks are just starting to green up I shall have to try and remember to blip it again later in the year when its a bit brighter.