For the first time since last Summer, I met up with my son and his family for a glorious walk in the sunshine. There are still frosts every morning and a nip in the wind but the weather was just right for walking.
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We met in Hilton. You can find the walk on the Dorset Life website.
Quite a gentle uphill walk to get to the ridge from where we could see for miles and miles.
She is standing by a trough which I had to photograph for Cathy cos I know how much she likes them.
Ahead was our picnic spot.
The boys were intrigued by the little bits of memorabilia left on a shelf in the shelter, and we wrote in the Visitors book.
After lunch we set off again through woodland
Little Bro collected wild garlic and was fascinated by the wood anemones.
There is something so refereshing about being up high and looking out across the county – deep breaths of clear Spring air certainly recharges the batteries.
Once back in the village we said our farewells and then I went to investigate the church
and found this rusty iron headstone – how pretty
If I were to be buried, my daughter suggests ‘Rust in Peace’ as my epitaph!
To my surprise I could enter the church by the side door
On the drive home I passed the rather spendid Milton Abbey, which is now part of a private boarding school
I am ambivalent about the place of Monarchy in our modern society, but there was something about this pared down ceremony to honour a life, on the whole, well-lived, that I felt I wanted to watch, to mark a point in history.
I hope you are having a happy weekend whatever the weather in your corner of the globe. xx