This afternoon, Bernard and I went for a walk ((usually this is defined as “I walked while he sat in his orange pushchair and watched the world go by”, but on this occasion, I mean it in the more conventional sense)). We stood on the railway bridge and waited for trains to pass under us.
Then we went through the churchyard and on to the park, where we witnessed some life-affirming graffiti.
On the way back we shared a Mr Whippy. We saw a moth that seemed to still be just barely alive, but this minor fact was of no significance to the ants.
2 replies on “Sunny afternoon”
What lovely photos of your afternoon constitutional. You didn’t emphasise the fact that you were both walking, not a pushchair in sight.
That’s true, I neglected to mention that fact. I have added a “foot”note.