The sun shone and the sweet spring air gave us back a hope after a hard winter....
...in Kirby Lonsdale...
.... the new bridge over the Lune river...
......the old bridge...
...held together...stone and iron...
...saturdays and sundays are for cyclists' gatherings...
...close by, the cricket field gets a makeover for the new season...
...and dogs and owners play by the riverside...
...freshly planted willow twigs protect the banks...
..while spring flowers clothe them...
...the trees begin to unfurl their leaves...
...and blossom blooms along the path...
...ancient walls bloom too with tiny ferns...
...and further up the rough meets the smooth where two streams join...
...in the old churchyard wild daffodils fill the space between the graves...
..and in this area Ruskin had his famous view...
...while ancient gargoyles gaze endlessly down on all.....
...and the churchyard cat snoozes in the sudden heat of an April day.
