Short but sweet

…or do I mean steep? It’s a bit of a pull up Round Hill, but after that, it’s downhill all the way. Plenty to see on this short leisurely wander, starting with the family of belties near the start, and at the other end of the scale, a green-veined white butterfly enjoying the wild garlic flowers, and posing very obligingly too.

Violets - still going strong on Round Hill

Caption note (the daisies, photo 5): Very many years ago (in the days of black and white) as a small child I was sent to Sunday school. Hated it! (I wanted to be out and free!). We sang a strange song: “Daisies are are silver, buttercups are gold”. Why “are are silver”? Years later, on reflection, I realised that it was “are our silver” and “our gold”. Our teacher may have pronounced “our” as “are”, but we certainly didn’t. How easily is confusion sown, and meaning lost!