I haven’t been down to the Park for a walk for a long time – who knows why? – but ventured down last Sunday.
It dawned a clear but chilly morning – not that I was up with the dawn, but it was still very chilly when I set out. The bright blue sky and brilliant sunshine promised a mild, sunny day. And so it was.
My first sight at the park was the steam coming off the creek which looked so pretty with the sun shining through it
Since my last walk here the council workers have been busy putting up lots more benches around the track
and more picnic tables too have been dotted around the track
so now there’s lots of places to stop and enjoy the views – not that I did, of course!
There was even some fog in the shadier spots
and while it was warmer in the sun, the dells and heavily tree-lined areas were very cool. Glad I was moving quickly!
As I rounded the creek, I saw these – not sure what they are….. something to do with bulrushes?
I’d forgotten how steep the climb home was and as I puffed and pushed my way up and up the hills to home a certain someone, who had left after me, galloped ahead waving cheekily! Just because The Golfer is fitter than me doesn’t mean he has to show off like that!!