Despite the winds of change

....i'm always so happy that the old ways of life have survived in between the motorways and high rise blocks. Today I cycled to the birthday of an old friend, should have been about an hour, but the wind was tricky, see here, sometimes at my back and sometimes the opposite. And so much to see on the way. I took the old dyke in between the meadows and roads, and cows were lying by the side of the cycle path on my way home, resting by trees. If only all of them were allowed to roam free like that.