A Winter walk to the Hill

Hello Lovelies, fancy coming for a walk with me this bright sunny morning? 

It's a chilly 2 degrees Celsius outside, so grab your coat, hat, scarf and warm woolly gloves. We are off to explore the same paths I walked in Summer HERE.

You can just see the little hill  in the distance........

Let me zoom in so you can see where we are heading.........

 It's only a couple of miles.

The path is in shadow but the low winter sun streams through a gap in the hedge..........

This is the way, out of the chilly shade and across the farmers field........

Where the mud is frozen solid and the crops are covered in frost...........

 Then through the pasture at the bottom of the hill, where Willow trees grow on the banks of the brook......

ooh look, there's lots of little birds in the grass, we can take a photo and try and identify them when we get home..........

 Now we are in a wooded glade.........

here the twisted tree makes a natural bridge over the little stream........



Don't worry, we don't need to try and shimmy across that....look this is easier .........

Then we are walking down a road........watch out for the traffic..........

Look what some people have dumped in the bushes....this makes me both sad and mad........

But lets not focus on the negative.

Lets attempt to capture the  beauty hidden within the nodding snowdrops.........

And wander down a quiet lane .........

passing  a bright red post box in the old brick wall............

Oooh, a Victorian postbox, you don't see those very often............

If we look up we can see interesting chimney pots on the big house..........

an if we look down we can see delicate little Aconites  shining prettily...........

Here's the Silver Jubilee bench and the phone box library I found in July...........

Right, enough dallying, lets get marching up through the fields. We are close to the hill now.
 How lovely it is to be outdoors on such a crisp and gloriously sunny winters morning, when the sky is blue and the countryside looks so pretty.............

Oh look, horses near the stile. Lets talk to them and hope they are calm.........

Hello gorgeous, such a gentle horsey, with friendly eyes.........

Over the stile, we can walk up through the sun and frost bleached stubble field.........

Till we reach the hedge, where plump clusters of Ivy berries glow in the sunlight..........

We are as high as the hill now and I'm feeling warm after the effort of the gradient. Lets start the homeward stretch. Mind you don't slip on the frosty road........

Or fall  into the icy water under the Lichen green hedge............

Nearly back now, are you ready for a hot drink?

We are leaving behind nothing...not even a footprint in the frozen mud.......

But we can take away photographs and memories of a simple winter walk. Thank you for keeping me company.
I hope you enjoyed it as much as me.

Oh and I nearly forgot....the little birds....they were Redwings
Jacquie x