A short walk along Boston Spa's high street brings you to fields and woods, and we turned down a lane that led back to the village centre along the riverside. A farmer was busy ploughing the stubble from the cornfield, closely attended by numerous gulls feasting on the grubs and worms the process upturned. The natural cycle continues, irrespective of whatever weather we are blessed with.
On our walk we were treated to a capricious mix of light showers and sunny intervals, though it felt quite warm. Not a bad day for a ramble.
I was enchanted to find patches of pink cyclamen, in the church's graveyard, in the bases of hedges and in the woodland. It originates from the Mediterranean region, not a native plant in the UK, but it is now naturalised here. Delicate and pretty, they add a splash of autumn colour and seem to enjoy dappled shade.
A beautiful day and place for a ramble! Those woodland paths are irresistible.
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