After nearly six months of Winter, Spring has finally decided to put in an appearance. But as my father pointed out whilst chatting on the phone with me this morning, someone needs to tell the trees. They are all still looking rather depressed, devoid of any leaves, just plain old naked. Every branch empty, waiting for nature's permission to get dressed. I can't wait to see them flourish with new life, the greenest of green foliage, feeding the atmosphere.
The sunshine we've been afforded this weekend has been most welcome. I felt really motivated by it's arrival, so decided to head out for a wander, destination unknown. There wasn't a cloud in the sky; just beautiful. I headed across country from Bedfordshire into Hertfordshire, travelling through some very picturesque little villages. Up over the Dunstable Downs, where kite flyers were in abundance as usual, and gliders took to the air, taking full advantage of the perfect conditions. Oh it was glorious to see so many people out enjoying the break in the weather.
Instead of stopping at the 'downs, I decided to drive a little further on past Whipsnade Zoo, into the Ashridge Estate. A place where as a child, I spent many a happy day out with my family. Walking amongst the trees and eating the obligatory '99 from the van positioned conveniently by the Bridgewater Monument. A nice little earner for the Ice-Cream Man me thinks!
I had a lovely stroll, happily snapping away with my camera. It's a fantastic spot to picnic in the Summer, totally free and accessible to all. It was well worth the trip.
After getting thoroughly worn out with all the fresh air, I headed home to take up my usual position on the sofa for some hooky time. My patchwork is slowly but surely growing. I'm adding a few squares here and there. Bit by bit, I'll get there.
Isn't that the perfect spot to spend a lazy Sunday afternoon?!
I think so.........
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