Today we went for one of our favourite walks along the ancient Templar Valley. After all the recent rain we thought the wells and springs would be flowing with some force. It was a beautiful, sunny morning with butterflies and dragonflies darting around as we walked through the woodland, the dappled sunlight randomly highlighting the ferns and wild flowers. It's such a magical place. However, even after all the recent rain it was more a case of babbling brook rather than raging torrents of water.
|water-loving yellow iris