I managed to get out on a bike ride this morning, the only one for August. I always take my camera when out on my bike and always wonder if I'll really see anything new. Of course I do. It took me about three hours to cycle out, and one hour to cycle home. I didn't take any photos at all on the way home - just shows how much time I spend footering around taking pictures, but I enjoy it.
We begin with a rainbow, the hawthorn berries are ripening, cows are curious. Two of my favourite farm signs - the first one features a drawing of a cow and there happen to be cows visible beside the sign, the second is a painted ironwork sign featuring a sheep and there are sheep in the field behind. How serendipitous! As ever, hogweed and other umbellifers call for my attention. The swallows are gathering on the telephone lines, soon they'll be leaving, I've not seen many this year. The horse chestnut trees are always the first to show their Autumn colours, brambles are ripening, Summer is leaving us.
I decide to head up the glen to explore the old abandoned farm. It's almost exactly a year since I first visited it (I discovered some fascinating anecdotes concerning the farm which I included here). Little has changed. It's still a beautiful place.