There is something about tramping through the muddy fields in a big pair of wellies that is good for the soul.
I managed to perch my camera, rather precariously, on a gatepost and in just one take captured a new favourite.
The light that day was just beautiful. The mist was settling in the valley but up at the top, the midday sun was making everything sparkle.
I don't think I'll ever got bored of walking around the farm. Even on a horrible day it is soothing to pace the hills, splash through the puddles and squelch in the mud.
The boy and I always have the best conversations on these walks. He shares stories from his childhood growing up here and I ask questions about this special place.
A green and pleasant land. That it is.