A Weekend in the Sunshine!

Last week was the first proper sunshine hopefully and optimistically heralding the beginning of the summer.  Sadly what followed was only this week's patchy sunshine, scudding clouds and more rain, so a little look back on the weekend is in order to keep our spirits up.

I went for a run in Plymbridge woods with some friends on Saturday morning which was utterly heavenly.

We ran along the path for what seemed like a reasonable distance then clambered down to walk along the river.



There is something magical about a river happily whispering rushing and gurgling, made only more perfect by gallons of bright warm sunshine dappling through the spring leaves of the woods.



Kenneth Graham describes the magic of a river deliciously in The Wind in the Willows:

'The Mole was bewitched, entranced, fascinated.  By the side of the river he trotted as one trots, when very small, by the side of a man who holds one spell-bound by exciting stories; and when tired at last, he sat on the bank, while the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea.'

I braved the cold and went for a very refreshing paddle.

It was amazing to see the babbling shallow water trickling happily past the destruction of the winter storms.

 

We thought we'd make the most of the sunshine and after lunch we went on an impromptu trip down to Whitsand Bay.

It's amazing having all these beautiful places so near by!

We ambled, we clambered, we splished and sploshed and then sat and baked in the sun for a bit and went home with that lovely hot tired feeling you get after a whole day outside.

That evening we went out for a few drinks in Plymouth which on Sunday morning gave us the perfect excuse for an enormous breakfast in the garden and several hours of chatting in the sunshine.

 

Not a particularly productive weekend, but very enjoyable!