Walk the Walk

Himself has been trusted with caring for my greenhouse and its tender little occupants this weekend, as I am away down south visiting my mum for Mothering Sunday. I have left simple instructions and am keeping my fingers crossed :) So no garden or allotment for me for a couple of days. Earlier this week I enjoyed walking back from the allotment a couple of times in the sunshine. The above collage shows some glimpses of my route - please click on it for the larger picture. I shall be trying to do this walk regularly this year as I have some serious weight to lose and the doctor has spoken ! My plot is a couple of miles or so from home. It is uphill there and downhill back. At the moment I am walking back but later in the year providing that there is not much to take with me I will walk there. Well that's the plan.

So a quick description of the landmarks. Leaving the lottie this week I needed sunglasses as the forsythia blazes outside the main gate. Up a steep grass bank and onto the bus way, with a most desolate view of a chimney sending out goodness knows what into the air. Turn left and into a residential area where there are plenty of gardens for me to have a surreptitious nose at, before coming alongside the golf course where I might catch a glimpse of himself at the nineteenth hole. Then on to the open space of the park where in the distance I can see lots of white specks on the ground. More litter I ask myself but I am pleasantly surprised when I get nearer and can see properly that the specks are clumps of giant white crocuses. To the traffic lights and turn left - here the fire station and power station in the distance can be seen. Past the doctors surgery and a magnificent tree in blossom. Then it's downhill all the way until I can see the town hall which is very close to home. This was once a private house and must have been grand in its day. Finally the last few steps down our lane and shoes off and cup of coffee here we come :)