No thoughts on an early walk today as Hubby was up first and I got a bit of a lie in.
We went up to run the engine on the boat today so it was a change of scenery.
The marina where the boat’s on brokerage is less than two hours away, and the journey was nice and straightforward thanks to our GPS lady and her guiding voice.
We arrived at 11am and popped in to have a chat with our salesman to get an update on how things were progressing, or in our case, not.
Apparently a lady was due to come and view this afternoon, and our boat ticked all of her boxes. As to whether she arrived or was interested enough to make an offer remains to be seen, or heard. Still, it is early days and the season has just started.
The engine started with no problems and I walked Maggie in their exercise field.
I did this last time we went up and they have just cut the grass. However, it’s been so dry lately, I didn’t have to worry about ‘grass shoes’.
Unlike the dog walk on the marina here which borders the water in an L shape to the basin entrance and is rife with wildlife and waterfowl, the field is away from the water and adjacent to their caravan site.
It reminded me a lot of the set up on a camp site in Looe, Cornwall, which we stayed at on several occasions in a variety of tents!
I saw no evidence of rabbits on the ground which I thought odd, and Maggie wasn’t that curious at sniffing anything out after her initial wee and subsequent poo. This is unusual, as with other dogs in the immediate vicinity, you would think she would be sniffing and urinating all over the place to make her mark.
The field is bordered by a hedgerow, but I saw no sign of blackberries or other wild fruit.
I remember many fields growing up: of those not occupied with livestock, some we camped in, some we walked through to get somewhere else and some we berry picked for Dad’s wines.
On the way home, I noticed other fields, equally empty of trees, brambles or wildlife, but a hive of activity for development housing projects.