The faces say it all. It's wet and miserable but Jill is ready to entertain us
And we leave the airfield
The first of many. A Roman snail
Continuing along a forest track
Sometimes under water
This snail has come out to say hello
Now surrounded by towering trees
As we follow the track
Meandering through the woods
Back into the open and the tower of Withington Church is in front, half hidden by trees
We reach the edge of the village
Nice flowers
Seen better days
Past the Old Mill
Leaving the road
We continue to Riverside Cottage, home of exotic plants
Creatures
And flowers
Pull the other one
He brought his boat along
We pass under a disused railway
And follow a narrow path
Compton Lacey to our left
Tucked down in the valley
We head uphill
Over a stile
Orchids
And horseshoe fungus
More woodland
Still on the track
More uphill
And back to the airfield
With its old runway
Photos and captions by Richard, uploaded by Sally