Without entering her owner’s house, I took Rosie the reluctant cocker spaniel for a long walk up through Crow Nest Wood, along the lane past Old Chamber, down the steep cobbled track, and back home through the wood.
It’s always strange to look towards home from the other side of the valley. Familiar landmarks arranged in an unfamiliar way. Our naturally camouflaged millstone grit house almost impossible to spot in the general terrain.
Suits us just fine.