Day 18 – We spend a penny . . .

You can never find a copper, when you want one. And the one that used to cover this patch is long gone. But before he left, he left a series of wonderful countryside images from the past. Beautiful snap shots. Illusionary images of coloured concoctions. Rose tinted tinctures suggesting a more peaceful existence.

Today, we break our journey. Visit his favourite haunting place. Another gem preserved by the National Trust. Idyllic is the only word to describe Flatford Mill. We go plod his beat. Blow our own whistles. Take our own snap shots. See how they compare.

Then . . .
Now . . .
A bit of history behind us
The riverside walk . . .
. . . stunning in either direction

2 thoughts on “Day 18 – We spend a penny . . .”

    1. Days seem to be flying by Paul, but we still have plenty on the horizon. This good weather is certainly helping.

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