Didn't get up for the sunrise, and stuff needed to be done, so a brief walk, actually 3 miles, and along the road as we thought the paths would still be a bit soggy.
Already felt like autumn, but a few flowers remained and the bees were still feeding...
A small white hid in the long grass...
Another attempt to make a puddle look interesting..
A tribble!
On the way back to the car we were walking into the sun and I started to notice little glints catching my eye. Down the centre of this single track road in the middle of pretty much nowhere was a fine trail of broken glass. The photos of course can't pick up the beam into the eye ...
An emerald...
And a diamond...
I think that now the dustcarts are collecting glass that some must be weeping out of the lorry, else why would there be one fragment of green glass in the middle of the road? A whole bottle is easy to explain, but one small fragment?
Any way the shops beckoned and the view from the scarp was not exactly clear but what we called when the kids were small a "three power station day". Another, clearer day I will name all the landmarks you can see from here.
Back home with the shopping and the last of the Buddleia was met with the last hatch of the tortoiseshell and the odd peacock...
More soon...
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