MikeWilkinson
20-06-2011, 10:40 PM
The stormy clouds are just beginning to break as we set off down the track towards the wind tossed waters of the reservoir. As we clamber down around the old quarry, the sun breaks through and highlights the wonderful sight of little black bilberries peaking through the lush green foilage and heather. Bright purple plumes of Sheep Sorrel flower heads line the path and before we know it we have a small feast on our hands.
Taking a small rest atop the dam we watch as a buzzard glides gracefully over the wooded hillside, searching for its next meal. Ducklings are bobbing in and out of the bushes overhaning the shoreline and my daughters are Gleefully rolling down the hill to the path - a truly serene moment.
Setting off back to the car we are rewarded with a whole bank of beautiful verdant green Wood Sorrel and dappled in amidst the bluebells I can see the white flowers of pignuts peeking through. The dogs get one last dash through the beech and sycamore after the mischeivious squirrels before we begin our ascent back to the car.
A lovely way to spend an evening with my family that I'd thought I'd share.
Taking a small rest atop the dam we watch as a buzzard glides gracefully over the wooded hillside, searching for its next meal. Ducklings are bobbing in and out of the bushes overhaning the shoreline and my daughters are Gleefully rolling down the hill to the path - a truly serene moment.
Setting off back to the car we are rewarded with a whole bank of beautiful verdant green Wood Sorrel and dappled in amidst the bluebells I can see the white flowers of pignuts peeking through. The dogs get one last dash through the beech and sycamore after the mischeivious squirrels before we begin our ascent back to the car.
A lovely way to spend an evening with my family that I'd thought I'd share.