Tales from the riverbank

... I have no idea but thought it looked rather striking.
It took a lot of effort to opt for the walk down to the river before the wine but I managed and glad I did. It’s a wildlife bonanza down there at the moment and I ended up mesmerised for ages by swooping swallows, the swollen river, wagtails, bluebells, cuckoo flower, wild garlic and the air full of birdsong. I even managed to stay dry. I found some hogweed (extra) to go with my fishcake. This may be my last blip and testament.