Today its tales from the river bank , turning down the quiet church lane with view from the graveyard to rolling fields of green. I happened upon Georgian splendour , vast farm house , picture box cottages and a river view to die for.
My walks are very very extraordinary and I kept kept going that bit further each time to see where this magical journey will take me. Even when I will in time take this walk again even though it looks the same its isn't the light , time of year and mood will be different . You see things are never the same there is always wonder .