Cotton Grass

Oh wow oh wow, what an evening for a run on the moor. Warm, still, dry; what more could you ask for!

The Cotton Grass is back in abundance (none at all last year, loads the year before) and you could say that Hound and I frolicked in it, such was our feeling of joy about being out and free.

We even played hide and seek, and for once that's not a euphemism for losing the dog.

A fantastic end to the day, and I've just frog-marched Mr HH out on his bike to make sure the most has been made of it!