Wakey wakey. Hope you slept ok. Had your breakfast? We're off on our walk again. I left you by the highland cows in North Warnborough, so gorgeous, even the enormous bull keeping an eye on us. Oh, didn't I mention the bull.
Following the rough path through the scrub, the ground gets a bit muddy and pools start to appear. Lucky we brought the boots. Bother, we've left them in the car.
The blue sky looks fab over this bright green crop in the field over the fence.
Passing through a couple of gates we arrive in Butter Wood, what a great name. No butter in sight but look at this amazing fungi. Apparently it's a Scarlet Elfcap. Another brilliant name. I've not seen one before. The shiny red of the inside looked like a pot of paint, manufactured rather than natural.
Of course, loads of snowdrops were adorning the forest floor, heads drooping in white wonder. Aren't our eyes just fantastic, photos just don't capture the magical sight.
Emerging from the wood, passing Nap Pond, the track passes a few houses before we're squeezing through the squeeze-gates and heading across a couple of fields, horses to the left, gardens to the right.
I'm going to leave you in the field with this hairy horse and we'll be back again for another adventure soon.