We don't talk anymore

Quieter day planned today.
About an hour after late breakfast we took a short drive down to Tanfield for lunch in Bayberry Hollow, where this was taken.
June drove back as she wanted to prepare tonight's dinner of chilli stuffed butternut squash.
Stevaan and I walked back first through Sleepy Valley and then along the footpath through the woods and across the fields.
He said, "This is the shortcut, so we will go the other way."
We did, I'm knackered.

They are still talking. They were just looking at different things.