After just so many days of weather, when it seemed errands and shopping were the only things worth going out for, today we decided to go for our usual walk around Hay Hill.
The skies were blue with a few wispy clouds, and walking along the higher Haymoor Drove, either side the Rhynes well full of water and the fields each side were flooded. The line of pollarded willows stand sentinel marking a field boundary.
There were fewer birds than expected, but some ducks took advantage, and prior to their murmurations groups of starlings were looking for worms alongside the water edges. The strange noise we heard was made by a crow was trying to break the ice, piercing the quiet of the afternoon. Across the water a thin layer of ice with clear patches catching reflections.
Further round we saw flocks of redwing, and groups of both pied and grey wagtails.
We wove from one side to the other along the roads keeping to the most ice free patches, those which the low sun had struck at times during the day. Listening out for the cars, which were few and far between, we made sure to find a slightly wider place or use the bank where free to climb up onto. By the time we arrived home, I felt tired, but this is the longest walk for some time.
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