I went on a walk I've done many times before and found much had inevitably changed since last time I passed this way.
The Manx Loaghtan sheep were back on Shepreth Moor.
The little streams were fast disappearing beneath the sudden surge of plant growth.
Wild Iris or Flags were blooming in many ditches and waterways.
I couldn't resist a close-up.
Cow Parsley lined the banks and a little Water Crowfoot was flowering down on the water. In many places it was impossible to see the stream for all the vegetation.
A fallen twig from a Beech tree provided a contrast to all the green.
The fallen tree, which bridges the watercourse, is rapidly being hidden by ivy.
Reeds by the water's edge give interesting sweeping lines.
A rather picturesque old barn by the roadside.
Sun shining through the Sycamore leaves.
And finally one of those tunnels through the trees that people always seem to like.
That's enough to keep me interested during a five-and-a-half mile walk before my Sunday lunch.
Take care.
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