Reasons why this walk was such a lovely one:
We dodged the rainstorms that arrived without warning on and off throughout the day.
Jason and I were out together midweek, which hardly EVER happens.
The look of quiet boredom and frustration on Teddy’s face whilst he waits for Elsie to behave herself for long enough on the lead that they both can be released and begin tearing around like lunatics.
Kayakers on the river who nod and smile and say hello, who we nodded and smiled and said hello right back to.
Watching Elsie attempt to launch herself into the water every 100 yards or so, because she’s suddenly found her springer spaniel water obsession. Teddy knows not to even try, though sometimes sneaks in when we get distracted…
Spotting the last of the elderflower blooms. Next year remind me to collect enough for a bottle of homemade cordial before the season passes?
Baggy dungarees that are too comfortable for words, and don’t fall down every ten steps like silly maternity jeans…
Both dogs mad attempts to reach the pigeons that roost underneath the big wooden bridge, through the gaps in the boards. The pigeons sit there cooing away smugly, knowing they can’t be touched.
Blackberries already growing greenly on the bramble hedges along the water.
And last but not least, the puppy who wore herself out so thoroughly that she decided to take a nap right in the middle of the field, three quarters of the way round.