Restrictions have been eased a little, but we’re still pretty much in lockdown. Teaching has come to an end for the year (my 26th in higher education), and normally I’d be reporting on a visit to the Lake District. Rewind 12 months, and I was saying the same thing. Back in December I had, rather hopefully, booked a week in the Lakes for April but YHA had refunded my money – ditto last year. I am, however, hoping to get up there at the end of May after the next easing of restrictions – my room is booked and my fingers are crossed.
As I did last year, I took a weeks’ leave anyway. Fortunately (or ironically, whichever way you want to look at it), the weather was perfect for walking and I did manage one day walk on 23rd April; St George’s Day.
It’s a glorious time of year to be walking out on the Hampshire downs. Most of the trees had yet to come into leaf, but below the trees Spring was happening. The woodland floor was carpeted with Bluebell and Wood Anemone, but the star of the show was the Blackthorn blossom – it was at its absolute best.