Brrr, it was cold, gloomy and grey. The light was poor so my photographs aren't great. But it wasn't raining - actually I don't think we've had any rain all week. Little dots of snow fell for most of the ride, often landing on my eyelashes. I heard buzzards mewing from the lonely hill road. Many fields had recently been sprayed with muck so much of the cycling was accompanied by a certain rustic aroma. Gorse blooms and the roman soldier sculpture provided welcome colour. And... I saw lambs! A nearby farm stocks an early lambing breed, it's too early yet for "normal" lambs.
I cycled about 13 miles, I originally intended going further but my camera battery was low, so I didn't!