We always knew that this weekend would be different. It has been good having Joe home and we look forward to a fleeting visit from him on his way back to Brighton from a conference in Harrogate.
This being Sunday meant trouser shopping for Joe. 'I know', I said we'll call into the new Beeston Tesco's on the way to the station. Mum thought that she had better come too. This Tesco does not open until eleven. 'How about back tracking to the clothes shops at the Chilwell retail park. Same result. And so, with trepidation we went to Tesco's at Toton; almost completing the round trip. Trousers - £3 a pair - job done - off to station - drop off Joe and out for a walk. (Excuse the punctuation - don't know how to expressive with usual markers.)
Holme Pierpoint was to be our destination. We have only been on a brief visit, some years ago, when Martin Holland held a service at the caravan park their. (The only thing that I recall about that visit was using the mobile to ask where Martin was and I heard his voice saying 'just behind you'. It is now quite normal not to use your eyes to look for someone.)
We made our first stop at Holme Peirpoint Hall.
Holme Peirpoint Hall
This was private property and so we turned around and found a lane to walk down by a fishing lake. I had to take a of the pussy willow. One day I will achieve the perfect shot of one.
Pussy Willow
The lane ended at the National Water Sports Centre main lake. Here they were setting up for racing. While I waited there were Canada geese in flight.
Canada Geese
The race got underway.
Finally we called into a small nature reserve. The larch cones presented an attractive, but difficult shot against the light.
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