This morning dawned bright, sunny, calm and beautiful; a pleasant change after all the gloomy clouds and rain of the past week. The ground in this area gets waterlogged very quickly in wet weather so Lucy and I have been sticking to pavements for our walks this week but today I thought we would take a chance and go across the field and around the lake in the valley at the back of the house. The valley always provides peaceful surroundings for a walk and I am always conscious of how lucky we are to live here. Have a glance at the Moss Valley page and see for yourself . There were a couple of people fishing, one or two other dog walkers (Lucy was very good today and politely ignored them!)and a row of mallards sitting on the bank contemplating the view. The babies have grown now and become teenagers (juveniles in proper 'bird' language). It took them a few seconds to realise there was a D.O.G. behind them, but when they did, they rose as one and launched themselves into the lake. Actually, Lucy has realised by now that there is little mileage in chasing any birds as they inevitably fly away where she hasn't a chance of following. It's a pity she doesn't apply the same common sense approach to cats, but no, the sight of a cat is a guaranteed signal to attempt death by strangulation as she leaps towards it, quite forgetting that she is on the end of a lead. Although an old lady - estimated age, 13 - she has been known to attempt to scale a six foot fence in pursuit of a cat!
Almost round the lake and what did we discover? A burnt out white Fiesta abandoned by some anti-social idiots the night before. Barriers have been put up recently to stop off-road motor bikes careering round the lake and through the wood but it seems that such measures are sometimes regarded as a challenge by those with no appreciation of their surroundings. Just wish I could go and dump it in their living room!