My Boy – Max – 9 years old today. He has been a member of my pack for nearly 8 years.
As Heidi cannot manage long walks, the boy and I have an occasional boys only day out.
This morning we had a ramble across the field to the next village.
This took us to one of the sources of the River Nene.
H.E. Bates reckoned the name of the river was a distortion of the word Nine – indicating the number of sources that fed into it.
The rooks assemble every evening in the trees round the village green then they fly off before dusk. I’ve often wondered where they go to. Could this be their rookery?
Passing fields of rapeseed and through gaps in the hedge . . .
before retracing our steps back to the village
The Clump.
and home once more
Happy Birthday to Max 🙂 Seems it was a wonderful walking, the photographs are amazing. Thank you dear Roy, Blessing and Happiness to you all, Loe, nia
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Thank you Nia, we got nice and muddy across the fields and there were treats waiting back home for him.
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Excellent birthday walk. Happy birthday, Max!
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thank you – it was a delightful walk and has left us both rather tired.
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Happy Happy Belated Birthday to Max! My Dakota turned 9 in February!!!! We got him when he was around 8 months old. You have a lovely place to take walks, I bet Max LOVED seeing a lamb! Hope he had a glorious birthday! DakotasDen
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He gave a little growl and barked at the lamb. He’s seen lambs before and never bothered before. Wonder what spooked him this time? he had a glorious day. Thank you
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