A murky walk to the fishing ponds and the River Dane. The largest pond has been dredged of weeds just recently and the piles of weed can be seen all round the edge - quite alarming how much there is! One wonders if there is much more to drag out. A small tractor with caterpillar tracks did the job by the looks of it. We saw two swans circling around trying to land but in the end they decided the pond was too small and went off flapping to the canal or the larger lakes nearby. They made a curious noise like a wet fish slapping a whoopee cushion. The cornfield was even muddier than before and Hazel took another photo of it with me looking perplexed. Lots of activity in the lane as diggers and vans stopped at the temporary traffic lights and others went into the new housing estate to finish off the pavements and drains etc. Back home up the hill - the last bit of our workout.
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