Last Saturday Rob and I managed to get up and out of the house in the morning to go for a walk in the lovely countryside that surrounds Barrowford. I am so glad we got out when we did as by the time we hit the town centre on the way back it was just starting to rain.
Our walk started on the long steep hill of Pasture Lane. It’s a bit of a slog but we were rewarded the moment we set off by this glorious crocus!
Then we came across this fantastic twisted hawthorn tree. Rob told me in Ireland that Hawthorns are sometimes called a ‘poor man’s grave’ as they were sometimes used to make the graves of men who couldn’t afford a gravestone.
We walked along the fields and then through a small wood until we came out by the river. At that point the rain clouds were rolling in and we got that wonderful light when the sun is golden but the sky ahead is dark. Gold and grey, I love it!
Heading back into civilization we came across this fantastic disused chimney. I love these towers that populate the Lancashire landscape, I always know I am close to home when I see tall industrial chimneys.
And that dear readers was how we spent a good couple of hours last Saturday. Slowly meandering in the countryside, stopping every few steps to take photos or look at a bird or to try and befriend other people’s dogs!