Call that a river...

Meant to be a catching up day, we’re trying to limit external ‘meetings’ on Fridays,  but it was still busy.   Dragged Woody up the hill at lunch - he’s scared of the cows - and was rewarded by the sight of a pair of boxing hares in the maize field.  Thrilling.  Walked back by the river (‘call that a river...’as Vikram’s New York niece memorably said) Cow Parsley everywhere.