Wood Sorrel

We cycled to Bingley 1st thing to pick up two more tins of paint for the never-ending kitchen/hallway make-over, then dropped my better-half and her friend in Haworth for a girly lunch, and I ran home.

Ran along quiet paths and roads, through familiar scenery which is changing by the week as spring progresses, past a patch of sorrel that we look forward to every year. The cows in the field alongside were very interested in my photographing, but were unfortunately just out of view!