Tess and I had a lovely jaunt out today - one of the most enjoyable days for a long time. We went up over the top of the Pennines, down the other side and ended up in the little town of Sedbergh to meet my God daughter for lunch at Three Hares.
On the way we stopped at Cotter Force (Force is a local word for a waterfall) - one of Tess's favourite spots. There was no one but us there so early in the morning apart from Mr and Mrs Mallard swimming serenely up Cotter Beck - they made a gigantic fuss when they saw us and flew off, quacking loudly.
I parked where my God daughter works so that I could leave Tess in the shade and then walked the quarter of a mile to the Three Hares. Lunch was delicious - I had sweet potato and rosemary soup and a smoke salmon and mayo sandwich. Then together we walked back to the car.
I stopped on the way back to photograph the Howgill Fells - so very different from the rocks of the Dales - I always think they look like green velvet and they are a wonderful backdrop to the little town of Sedbergh.
It was such a lovely day that, much to Tess's delight we stopped on the way back and walked up to Cotter Force again. It really is such a pretty place. This time I saw just one couple with an elderly labrador who had a pleasant conversation with Tess before we walked back to the car and began our journey home. Such a lovely day.
When I was walking into town from where I parked my car I had to pass Sedbergh church. Here is the churchyard. Why is it I wonder that so many churchyards have such brilliant displays of snowdrops?