March continued...

 I did promise to wrap up March and here it is.

And we start with one of my evening walks....still trying to do them as often as I can.

The snowdrops were coming to the end and the daffodils were taking over.

I meet lots of people walking when I am out and about, lots of women also walking on their own too.

My mothers day daffodils were beautiful when they opened up...

Then for a change, Hubby came with me on my evening walk, this time we went across the valley to Barkisland.

Above is Barkisland Hall, built in 1638 for John Gledhill.

Barkisland is a small village with lots of old buildings and a mill (now apartments) down in the valley.

Back in our garden and the spring flowers are popping.

Back to my usual walk...I never tire of watching a familiar scene change with the passing seasons...

Saw Hill

The view from Mill Bank after I have come up Saw Hill.

A little fuss from a local cat...

Mill Bank, a village very nearly demolished in the 1960's and now a Conservation Area.

At the bottom of the valley we cross Lumb Beck

Then into the woods towards home.

I had my Jab in Huddersfield...I felt a bit ill the next couple of days, felt like flu but then right as rain after.

and we lit a candle to mark a year since we first went into lock down and to remember all those lives lost in this awful pandemic.

Brimmeycroft Lane

We have managed a few days in the garden, tidying up beds and cleaning the greenhouses.

of course Misty is usually with us when we are outside.

Another place we have been exploring is Soyland. This is an area behind our house on the hill and on the edge of moorland and we have walked Soyland Town (more a hamlet), Making Place and Cottonstones as well as Mill Bank.

This is Stones Cricket Ground

Low Cote built 1631

Great House built in 1624

There are so many beautiful old houses up on the edge of Soyland Moor.

I finished school for Easter on the 1st April, I made some Easter cards.

But we finish our walks in March with a walk in Saddleworth with my friend and her young dog, Rupert.

So that was March. Onward to April...