Tuesday.

This is really a quick photographic record of yesterday's walk around Polstead. As you can see from above snapshot there are loads of bluebells in blossom in this area.  We parked near the Church, and then walked across the meadows and down towards the water mill.

Above is a photo of the watermill gardens.

 Above is the watermill with your blogger doing the polite.

Walked along the lane beside the mill and up towards the top of a small hill, with this cottage beside the road.

As we passed the cottage I saw that it was made with the unusual feature of the main beam protruding through the cottage wall and pinned into position outside with a small oak beam. I now know of a church, and three cottages made on this principle (and a good deal of early furniture).

Given directions by a lady in the cottage garden, so turned off up an unmade lane. Winding path, and the above footbridge.

Uphill again, and passed the above huge old oak tree. Hollow, and now nothing much left but the shell of a fine tree. But the few branches at the top were just coming into new green leaf. Doesn't all life struggle hard to carry on living?

 Above is, I think, a badger's back door in the bank. Shortly after this we came to a made up road, turned right (with fingers crossed) and walked steadily downhill.

We'd turned the right way and came down to one of the large pools after which Polstead is named (Poolstead in Anglo Saxon days). Couple of blokes fishing therein and one of them showed us his catch - about fifty or seventy small coarse fish.  Turned right up the path to the church.  We thought about four miles. Took us just over an hour and a half. Then car and home.

Good night All.