In Belmont Park
Between gardening, shopping, dressmaking, dog walking.
Topsham beckoned when my friend Sue picked me up from work at 4.15 and the sun was shining. We were just ahead of the rush hour traffic, so 15 minutes later we were parked and walking towards the quay,
where Vigilant is still being refurbished. There’s always plenty to see close to water and Topsham is no exception.
There’s the Lighter inn, for great food and a good range of local ales.The evening is the best time to be on the quay. Look up river,
or down towards Exmouth.
If you’re there for the day, then outside the photo to the left is the Quay Antiques centre which will keep you happy for hours while you hunt for treasure.
Instead we’ve walked along the Strand, past the library with its pretty garden, towards the Goat Walk,
to the glorious view of the estuary, with Exmouth to the east,and and Powderham and Starcross to the west.
As the light changed, we sat for ages listening to the varied calls of the curlews.
Then our tummies began their own howl, so back we went, meandering slowly,
envying the owners of these two gardens,
Wouldn’t they be lovely places for to sit and write or just sit? We sat in the George and Dragon eating pizza!
I t’s been a long time since I’ve joined Jo for a walk, ten months for a real one, even longer since I’ve shared a virtual one. This is more of a short pootle than a walk, but she would love it. I was also thinking of Becky, because she loves birds and this part of the world.
PS, please forgive my absence, I’m having an extra crazy time!
Lovely morning meander past the mill.
I can’t stand beside the bench where I took this photo last June,
because a sink hole opened and swallowed the bench and the corner bank it was standing on. The weir at Salmon Pool is mostly dry, the river is flowing through a gap at the end of the damaged weir and the mill leat is temporarily sealed off.
Apparently there will be no repair, nature will take it’s course and the river will gradually return to the way it was, centuries ago before the weir was built.
Now I know that many of you experience months of frost and snow every winter, but recently it’s only occurred three or four times a year here. So I rarely get a chance to take icy photos. This morning my car told me it was -1 degrees, and the ground over in the fields was frozen. It was a brilliant blue sky day though and the frost in the hedgerows was slowly melting.
Apparently it will rain for the next seven days now, so I’m glad I caught the pretty cold stuff while I could. Rain means a temperature rise of eight to ten degrees, thanks goodness because the heat wasn’t working in my office on Friday, not much fun sitting still in 14 degrees!