Gales expected?

I was up early so decided to go on a long walk, which entailed walking up to the village, over the ridge, across the old railway line and down past the windmill before looping back up onto the ridge and across the fields, then through the wood and community orchard.

This afternoon I've done a bit of "potting on" of cuttings taken last autumn.  I just can't stop myself doing it, although I've nowhere to plant them, but the riding for the disabled fayre will benefit next month.

The windmill looks as though it's been tethered to stop it blowing away, but I presume there's a bit of maintenance work going on.