Some morning walks are too beautiful to stick in a round up of beautiful morning walks; they need a post to themselves. Like this walk at Winterbourne, just outside Bristol, a few days ago.
The fellow-dog walker we met at the end of the lane, returning as we set out, was marvelling at how amazing the fields looked spread with mist. And once we were through the kissing gate, we agreed.
The mist was less noticeable in the lanes, but there all the same.
St Michael's, Winterbourne
I was expecting an early autumn this year, after such a hot, dry summer, but it's only getting going now, right at the tail end of October.
Entering Monk's Pool Nature Reserve
Bradley Brook
next year's catkins in evidence
Heading into Bradley Brook nature reserve
Crossing Bradley Brook
By the time we were retracing our steps to the car, the dragon's breath had melted away.
wild radish
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haws
vetch
back through the lane
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