The weather has been unremittingly dull and grey and a strong wind has been blowing, almost as though Storm Doris is being tailed by her mischievous little sister Ermentrude. Dobson didn't enjoy his walks, the hens are still complaining about their confinement, and the two cats have spent much of the day in the armchair next to the Rayburn. Sensible cats.
As I have mentioned previously, Little Bunting has a tiny village hall. Our village green, however, is very large and underused. It is so big that only certain sections of it are mowed, the rest is left to become a haven for wild flowers and wildlife.
There are lots of reasons why it is underused, one being that it is hidden away down a small green lane which leads between two houses, a long way (perhaps 100 yards or more which makes it difficult to run back and forth with teapots, etc) from the village hall. Then there is the English weather...
These photographs were taken during our village Queen's Jubilee celebrations, back in 2012. It was a dry day but the wind was cold.
People were seeking out the sunny corners, trying to get warm.
Unexciting photographs, but I think you can see that our village green is very spacious. Such a shame that it is not located next to the village hall, for that is far too small. Frustrating. At one time there was talk of turning it into allotments for those villagers who don't have large gardens, but that plan fell through.
The green is surrounded by houses, they back onto it, keeping it safe and hidden. I imagine there are many people who simply don't know it exists.
On those rare occasions when the green is used, we decorate it with miles of bunting, of course!
A few of us moved on to continue the celebrations in a beautiful cottage in Dovecote Dell
where we were treated to champagne, nibbles, and lots of cake.
We had a marvellous time.
This is the view from the front garden, how beautiful is that? The gardens were filled with flowers and fragrance and by this time the cold wind had dropped. It was a perfect afternoon.
Eventually it was time to make our way home, a gentle meander through the fields.
A moment later and the light had gone and this is the view looking back across the fish pond to Dovecote Dell.
Well that certainly brightened my dull afternoon.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend.