Earlier in the week (last week now, of course, because it's the Sabbath) I forgot to make a blog of a walk I undertook. For some reason or another an exile from the area had stumbled across this blog - and since they had expressed a fondness for the views form the top of the hill upon which I live, it had been my intention to take some photos for them.
In the event, my walk was confined to the lower reaches; so, rather than waste the journey, here's a view across the valley towards a neighbouring hill (the one with the tower folly).
Not far from where the last photo was taken, I passed a secluded hollow which, during the summer months, had been as dry as a bone and hardly worthy of a second glance. However, recent heavy rain had turned it into a pleasant little nook.