There was a fresh breeze which I enjoyed even though I kept having to hold on to my hair from getting in my eyes. One bird also seemed to battle against the elements as she swam across the strong flow of the tidal river. It was my friend the swan. I sat and watched as she twirled around against the rippling water. She swam near to the edge as if to say hello and followed me along the bend to calmer water. As I walked through the long grass I found the little toadstools with their long stems and umbrella shaped heads. So I picked the three you see on my page. I sat for a while and all was quiet, no sheep, no moths, no train, an ideal time to see a rabbit. I thought I heard a fish jumping but it was a huge piece of sandy bank falling into the water.
The rusty coloured water from the hills has reached the shore and pours along the river, after so many wet days, the heavy clouds still hang over the tops of the lakeland hills. It feels more like Autumn, cooler evenings and the nights drawing in. The red berries hang on a hawthorn tree and the blackberries are ripening by the railway line. As I leave for home I can hear the geese in the distance. The sun peeped through the clouds with shafts of light and in moments the water lights up and twinkles, now it looks more like a summer evening.
Hope you like Week 32. Three of the striped Curlew feathers, three toadstools, the red berry and a piece of hornwrack. I washed all the Curlew feathers I found, read last week, so beautiful all lined up.
Thankyou for your lovely comments. Millyx