Sometimes you just don’t realise what’s on your very own doortstep! …..well a 10 minute drive away in my case.
I’d often driven through North Cave, a regular route by car when going out of the county. I’d always admired the little church in the village too, but we’d never actually veered off the main road. That was until my friend Pip offered to drive me to Hotham. Not only didn’t I know it was so near but I’d never heard of it!
Well it was forecast to be the last of the sunny warm days so I said I’d meet Pip and Scooby the adorable dog at her house.
As usual I set off early – I’ll be early for my own funeral! – and I trundled by the pond first. It was so warm I thought Terence and Teresa might be basking in the warm sun and I wasn’t disappointed. It was the first time this year that I’d seen them together on the same log…
It felt odd not having a coat on after, what had seemed like, a long winter. But refreshingly nice to feel the warm sun on bare arms
Pip and Scooby were there waiting for me and me and Scooby shared the front seat, scooby snuggled by my legs
We’d agreed beforehand we’d wear masks and have the windows open, just like in my taxi, so all felt safe and it was soooo nice having Scooby so near, his instant calming fur in my hands helping me cope, after all I’d never been in a car with Pip before.
We seem to arrive in minutes, taking a right at the little church in North Cave and parking in a lay-by by the brook which Scooby instantly knew as a place to paddle and cool down..
There were children paddling in the brook, playing games and pooh sticks and it suddenly felt like we’d been transported back in time when children whiled away the day playing outside.
We were suddenly out in the open making our way to Hotham and it was then I saw my first lamb of the year! Penned in with mum who looked on proudly and protectively at her new born
Then two white ‘pushmepullyou’ horses caught my eye in the field beyond ..
Then Pip noticed and pointed out a long tailed bird on the farmers roof. She did tell me what it was but that fact disappeared as soon as she told me
I then remembered I’d brought my lens ball and took it out of my pocket to take what I think is Horse Chestut buds, but might be totally off piste
What I hadn’t realised was that you should never use a lens ball in the sun. It felt like I was being stung on my hand and my legs beneath my trousers. I didn’t realise it was the ball at first and carried on. Then my hand was being battered by sparks of pain and I realised the sun must be reflecting off the ball 🙄 I quickly put it away for it never to surface again that day – lesson learnt….I hope!
We were walking around a private estate, the public footpath skirting the edges
The tractor was out spraying some luminous liquid which we hoped was just fertiliser
Scooby adores eating sticks…..I always think I know where he’s been in the village as I find bit of chewed sticks scattered and it was no different today…
We came to what looked like an allotment on the edge of the estate and saw an old fashioned bell jar, which I imagined had rhubarb cosy beneath it
All around were walls with doors leading to secret gardens
Scooby and Pip found a lovely bench circling the tree to have a drink
Before we headed off down another lane, daffodils everywhere
Finally we came to the village of Hotham, more daffodils lining the roadside
And Scooby looking lovely amongst them
I snapped my first butterfly of the year ambling through this lovely village
Some very impressive house lay behind closed gates, one with wicker animals scattered about the lawn
The brook appeared once more and Scooby took his chance for a cool down again
While I spotted a Robin high up in the tree
Down more country lanes we were in fact going round in a big square and eventually reached the village sign once more
It was at this point that catastrophe happened 🙈 and my camera battery died 😳…..my phone would have to do….but just not the same..
Fine for the ornate mansion house, currently being renovated, we reached once more as it was close up
And for the lake at the end of our trundle with the church in the background reflected in the lake
But NOT fine for the final spot of the day. A buzzard hovering in the distance looking for a safe landing point on the top of the tree…..luckily Pip still had charge in her camera and took an amazing photo
I’d had such a lovely trundle experiencing this little perfectly formed village right on my doorstep, but now it was late and I was very weary, after all I’d already had 2 trundles that day before this one 🙄
Thank you Pip and Scooby for your company….