
Yesterday, I took a stroll along one of my old ‘lockdown’ walking routes to admire the spring flowers. First was a local park where I used to jog (I jog no more!), and then via back roads and over a railway bridge to what is now known as Beeline Way, a path that runs along the railway line. Here the Friends of Beeline Way have planted spring bulbs. I’d heard that it looked pretty, so I decided to take a look for myself.








At the end of the path there is a playing field where boys were well into a game of football. It’s been many years since I spent Saturday mornings in a cold, wind-blown park watching my boys play in Little League. And it was always cold or wet. In winter I would lose the feeling in my toes. Even on sunny days, the wind would sweep across the field. While I hated the standing around, I loved watching them play.







And then these final two photos were taken in my back garden.


See you next week.


























