Today’s frosty riverside ramble produced a new world record. A pleasant forty minute winter walk actually took two hours. Not that I am complaining. For whilst Sherlock inspects and pee’s on every single molehill; I am able to watch the wildlife and immerse myself in it’s splendour.
To quote Claude Monet (some bloke who could paint a bit,) “My wish is to stay like this, living quietly in a corner of nature.”
Amen to that.