"WHAN that Aprille with his shoures soote
The droghte of Marche hath perced to the roote,
And bathed every veyne in swich licour,
Of which vertu engendred is the flour;
Whan Zephirus eek with his swete breeth
Inspired hath in every holt and heeth
The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne
Hath in the Ram his halfe cours y-ronne,
And smale fowles maken melodye,
That slepen al the night with open ye,
(So priketh hem nature in hir corages:
Than longen folk to goon on pilgrimages"
Unfortunately no "pilgrimages" planned just yet but this afternoon`s walk was a good leg stretch. Felt like a leisurely Friday afternoon, the warm sun encouraging strolling rather than the usual brisk yomping, so stroll we did but took an extra loop round so we were out for a bit longer. Always good to get a few alternative viewpoints.....
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