Today it is a typical November day - one minute bright sunshine and the next a blustery shower. The air is full of showers of orange leaves, like pennies falling, and waves of starlings blown about in the wind. A lovely day from inside the car but outside the temperature is 3.5 without the wind chill factor, so best inside.
We decided to have my birthday meal near to home. With so many nice pubs to choose from it seemed silly to go far away from home on a day when it really wasn''t suitable for a stroll afterwards. So we chose to go to The Bolton Arms in Downholme, near to Richmond and about five miles from home.
A wise choice as the menu was varied and the food was delicious. The farmer had leek and potato soup and roast beef and Yorkshire Pudding (what else I ask), and I had the soup followed by haddock, prawn and spinach crumble. Coffee and chocolates to finish - all delicious.
Then a short ride round Swaledale
produced a few photographs to show you today. Leaves turning, showers in the distance, grouse moors but no grouse to be seen (they have learned to lie low**), above the tree line only an isolated tree showing. We arrive back to the Cross Tree in our nearest village, then home down the Lane to Tess waiting for her lunchtime walk.
*The bottom photograph of the sheep (with Mr Sheep in attendance but out of shot as he is not a pretty sight!) was taken from our table in the dining room.
**Grouse shooting ends at the beginning of December - then the grouse will be safe until the glorious (or inglorious depending upon your point of view) twelfth next August.
Now after this blog it is feet up and an hour with Patrick Leigh Fermor - what could be better?