Now getting into the New Years Eve Spirit with our own resident blogger Mrs Lee. I’m just of for a walk on this fine frosty sunny morning and will take some photo’s of our fab Horley “views” to include on our site. If you have any you would like to share please email them to me firstname.lastname@example.org and we can all enjoy them…………..
It’s all four of us walking, the last walk of the year, and we’re going on the Wroxton Loop, which the children and I love, and which Stevie’s never done.
‘There’re surprises,’ we tell him. ‘It’s not just all trees.’
It’s past eleven when we leave Horley, and the ground is still held tight by frost. Our breath plumes fleeting clouds in the windless air and our wellies slip on the frozen tarmac of the Wroxton Road. The dogs know we’re off on adventure and pull at their leads, towing the children up onto the crisped verges and down again; Pants high-stepping in excitement.
At the bottom of our village, we go left, across Emma’s Meadow, then right, across the new wheat field and towards the old rail track. The sun has melted the frost on the path and our feet squelch through rich, red mud. The acid-green and yellow crab…
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