August 27th – The sunset from Salt Street overlooking the motorway and Austrey was gorgeous. I rode into a falling darkness, reminded of the advancing season and how this weekend always has a feeling of conclusive end to it, although summer rarely ends here, of course.
I’m not usually happy this weekend. This evening I was very content indeed.
I loved the bewitching weathervane on Cope’s Lodge at Fisherwick. Particularly the cat. How fab is that?
I needed this rest. So nice to be in the places I love, in good weather, even if the bike squeaks.
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