For the first time in aaages, today we went out for a walk. Over the moors, from White Hill over Poole Hill and back (8,5 miles). It was nice to get outside for a change, as although as a knitter I appreciate time for quiet sitting and knitting, it was about time to get out and stretch the old legs.
It did start raining as we were heading back to the car, but as the weather recently has been consistant if nothing else we were prepared and had taken our waterproofs.
The moors are greener than I think I've ever seen them. Even with the clouds of impending wetness looming overhead.