River's high

It has been raining heavily during the last week or so, but that day was bright and dry, so I took a walk along the river.  It was high as expected, and the path was muddy.   First obstacle was the river  blocking the footpath.  I did the lumberjack thing, swinging from tree to tree....

The stepping stones at this point were underwater too.   This is a winterbourne; perfectly dry in Summer, now gurgling away happily.

 

Walkers and ramblers are like rivers: they find the path of least resistance.   This style was bypassed months ago and is in disrepair.

This pool is filled with river water in Summer.   I'm not sure that it's officially a swimming pool, but people swim in it.  I avoid it.  Lyme disease anyone?  I'm not sure what that shower-like thing is in the middle - I've not seen it before.

A bridge over a muddy puddle in the path, a repurposed palette.

And so, back home, via paved roads and paths.

Snow and visitors

In common with much of north-west Europe, snow arrived here yesterday.   And today we have visitors.

There were three deer, but I only every got two of them together.   They were eating leaves from the trees and the occasional fallen apple.

How to fix a collapsed roof

Sorted!