Amberly Rambling

It's a picturesque little village, that seems to have dodged the marring hands of time, ugly architecture and commercialisation. On a clear day, the sunlight kisses the climbing roses and the road is swathed with a golden haze. Half closing your eyes you can imagine away the telephone lines and angry red signs and you are walking to the village shop, basket under your arm the song you heard on the wireless dancing round your head wondering whether the village team will win the cricket tomorrow...?

 

'I never saw blue like that before..'

More yellow, actually, but I decided against misquoting the song. I went for a walk in the countryside. And was surprised by all the colours that had decided to throw themselves upon the fields and the woods where I live. (I haven't left the house a great deal recently!) I had Teddie on the lead with one hand, so the photos that didn't blur weren't a very good reflection of what I was seeing. But it was very beautiful. The swathes of yellow reminded me  of the yellow brick road!