Friday ready for another walk, but it was not going to happen the heavens opened up with a heavy downpour so we decided to leave it for Monday that's a shame was looking forward to the walk I always feel so energised after a good walk.
Early in the week we took the path of the old airfield, Paula and I have really good memories of walking through fields full of wild flowers and apple trees full of apples going to waste, of course we took some home, we love foraging picking from the hedge and then spending hours in the kitchen cooking, the apples for Crumbles. Blackberries, Damsons, elderberries, plumes for lovely jams.
And then everything changes the old airfield become out of bounds because of extraction of gravel, obliterating the fields full of wild flowers and the apple trees were also destroyed,
We still can walk part of the way but it looks so desolated, forlorn.... We carried on to the main road and ended up at the Rivenhall place. all the way we were guided by fields of rape their strong scent filling the air.