I had a folder of photographs in my archive from a beautiful day in June, that never got shared.
So, as the summer draws to a close, I thought I'd set them free so that we could enjoy the summer for a little bit longer.
It was a simple walk with my daughter Ffion, from her house in Hebden Bridge, to my son's in Mytholmroyd - only a three mile round trip but we took a long time over it because there was so much to see.
I used to think that the only way to Mytholmroyd was straight along the bottom of the valley, by road, canal or river but since those lockdown walks I have discovered many more routes, through woods, lanes and meadows.
On this day, the buttercups were high
and the sky so blue!
The silhouettes were crisp against the bright sunlight
and the grasses were standing to attention!
Ffion caught me catching them. This is why it takes so long to get anywhere!
It was quite a breezy day, and I loved lying on my belly in this field, trying to capture the grasses and pignuts as they danced about.
The hedgerows were frothy with cow parsley
and bursting with life.
I spent a bit of time with the orange welsh poppies
and then got interested in the little tendrils of the purple vetch, reaching out to curl around whatever they could.
We dipped down out of the sun to take the railway path home
and we found an old beech trunk covered in oyster mushrooms!
Ffion is a fungi enthusiast, so this made her day!
After much research, she came back and picked some for her tea! That little forager is braver than me!
The last stretch of our walk gave us daisies in the park.
Thank you June for everything. You gave us some very lovely memories and I look forward to meeting you again next year. x
