Last night as darkness fell the bats came out to feed, flicking and flapping their wings as they darted back and forth across the lake.
We
could smell the blue-green algae around the edge of the water and wondered why
there were no warning signs that it was present in the water.
This morning the white domestic geese sat near to the road, rising
in unison as the sun filtered through the branches of the trees. Everywhere is
looking tired, the water levels are down and the soil dry and cracked. A storm
is forecast for tomorrow, but not everywhere.
Today we had a surprise visit planned. Our drive across the Peak District was for a reason, to cross to the west coast so we could visit John's daughter who'd had a fall recently. Surprise, it's just the rellies come to visit! After spending a pleasant afternoon catching up, we took the short drive to the West Kirby on the coast of the Wirral.
It has once again been a very hot
day, so we walked out around the marine lake in the hope of catching a breeze,
but there was none. Tired from travelling and trying to diagnose Marge's
electrical problem, we treated ourselves to a Chinese take-away. Yes, Marge,
another one.
Tomorrow we will take the long drive down to Buckinghamshire. Marge is booked in a garage in Aylesbury on Friday to have new brake pads fitted, and hopefully an oil change. Meanwhile this evening, the temperature around 20c we sit and take in the view across the water towards north Wales. There will be a sunset, and we know it will be spectacular!
