When the children were small we would often take the six field walk and head down to the river where they could splash about and guddle for small brown trout. The six fields lie to the south of the village and are owned by the householders on that side of the street, extensions of their gardens. There is a right of way across the fields, each one accessed by a stile.
The stiles seem to have become narrower over the years!
The river water was very low.
We walked back by the road. The verges are full of wild flowers because nothing has been sprayed here. It is lovely to see the profusion of different plants.
When we got back to the village we found our neighbours searching out somewhere shady to sit!