The village of Ellerhayes seen from the Killerton hills in Devon. I don't imagine this scene will have changed much over the centuries.Our walk wouldn't have taken quite so long if GrandDaughter hadn't insisted on stopping at each group of dock leaves to pick one.
Or on throwing HollyDog's stick for her.
Do you like our matching buttercups behind the ears? (And, yes, I know she's wearing a pyjama top but I didn't realise when I dressed her.)