Walk To The Fishy Ponds

Yesterdays wanderings around the community orchard and the fishy ponds. One lone fisherman shooing off some inquisitive swans. "They are after my bait box!" Quite a rare thing - a fisherman - they usually go down to the river. Bright sunshine with ominous grey clouds in the distance. The rain held off thankfully. Nice to get out and stretch our legs. The willow horse has had a trim except for the antlers. Maybe it's a reindeer after all?