We'd not walked on the High Peak Trail for ages and hadn't been out this way for over three months, probably more like four. It was good to walk just a little way in the breezy sunshine and take in some fresh air.
There was hardly anyone around so we had the pathway to ourselves
There were lovely distant views along the path
and over the trees
The birds were singing and the verges were frothy with grasses plants and flowers.
All seemed perfect
worries melted away
The sign was new
Red Campion seemed to be the flower of the moment.
I was pleased to see no litter along the path as I've been appalled by the scenes I'd seen over the weekend on both television and online. I ask myself why anyone would visit a place of beauty and leave litter behind. In fact why would you do that anywhere, beautiful or not? If you can carry picnics and other items to a beach, lake or park why on earth can you not carry whatever is left home again when the burden is probably lighter? Not dealing with your own litter shows complete disregard and even contempt for the enviroment, nature and wildlife as well as for your fellow human beings. Sorry, grumbling over for now.
