Sunday, October 06, 2013
Now that I have finished my book, I decided to test out my 'Weaver's Bottom' with a gentle five mile stroll
around the walled garden of Norton Priory near Runcorn
- where fancy chickens in feather boots peck at apples.
It is a gentle Autumn
after a warm summer: golden leaves
and chestnuts are poised to fall
and mushrooms are sprouting fungus bouquets.
Outside the priory we saw a strange green mound
and then a series of stehles marking the route to 'Big Wood'
that turned out to be merely a copse, with carved totem-trees.
It is a pretty, but not a tranquil spot.
Turn away from the serenity of the Bridgewater canal