There is nothing like a strong north-westerly and a hike up a steep hill to blow the blues away. It also helps if you are accompanied by a good friend who listens patiently to your Moaning Minnie diatribe. Perhaps she had ear plugs in. It made no difference; either way, I felt much better by the end of our, often muddy, exploits. And she didn’t complain, or even sigh, when I admitted that I wasn’t absolutely sure where we were. By the time I was home, there was not a cobweb left.
Thanks Lady M, it was good, socially-distanced, fun. The Mantles are commencing their own, slightly less steep, adventure this weekend. This was a bit of a surprise. I had got the sequence of events and locations a little confused (moi?) and thought they would be living in the shire for a while longer. It had to happen eventually, so with a tear in my eye, I once again say “good luck my lovelies, I will see you in the gloaming”. x
Off The Edge Gardening 
Love that horizontal tree. I thought all trees grew like that, from a childhood in the windswept north of Scotland. Glad the cobwebs had a good blow.
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I love them too, survivors!
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Ah, many a tree like that on ‘my’ hill. Should have ventured up there today, but the wind was very off-putting. Of course it died down as soon as the sun began to set…
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I hate the wind at night, and last night was a wild one. I had to put my ear plugs in or I wouldn’t have got any sleep at all. Now all is calm, til the next time!
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My problem is rain on the Velux windows. And the next door cattle choir… 😅
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We enjoyed our walk too..didn’t make Velvet Bottom though. Nice to get away from the real moaning minnies on the radio and tv. What a like about a hill are the views…and the sense that we are still fit enough to enjoy it. Nice returning for a cuppa…
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There are some lovely views up there, before you descend done into the woods. And then when I got home, himself had bought me some cheese scones, my favourite. No socks yet …..
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I do enjoy reading about your “daily” walks. There’s something almost magical about the solitary, windblown tree.
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You are quite right, I thought just the same.
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