Now that I can no longer drive, any little outing is good for me as it stops me getting cabin fever. Various friends are really good at ferrying me from A to B and also going with me to various places - particularly friend W, without whom life would often be very dull - so thank you W. W had another miraculous cataract operation on Friday and is seeing much more clearly. Isn't it wonderful what modern medicine can do these days?
Yesterday the farmer and I took Tess for a new smells walk - not far away from home but just a new walk. By the time we got there it was raining on one side of the Dale and bright sunshine on the other. The farmer walked at his pace with Tess and I walked behind at my pace - and when I spotted them in the distance on their way back I turned and retraced my footsteps.
We went into Swaledale and the little town of Reeth lay in that halfway house between the sun and the showers which served to intensify the colours. Driving back along the moor after our walk, the farmer spotted two grouse standing on top of the heather on the skyline - I hope you can spot them too in the photograph. Finally we came out into the village of Redmire with its lovely old tree on the village green - and then home again.
This morning we had to go into Hawes, which means a drive through Wensleydale on the most beautiful morning. Penn Hill stood out through the mist against a blue sky but by the time we got to Lady Hill and the pines on top of the mound the sun was clearly
out and the Dale had put on its best bib and tucker. Aren't we lucky to live in such a beautiful place?