Pills and Boxes

So here's my last tryout with a new font.

The weather was bright but cold.  It called for my windproof trousers, (basically plastic) but they did the job but a bit of an annoying rustle!  

Off we went about 10am after D returned from popping the car into the next county.

I was on and off the boat, walking when the tow path was smooth otherwise I'd turn an ankle! 

Though the woods then later on right though Tamworth.

So then some farming news, here is a field being prepared, cultivated, we would have thought for maize, it used to be a dairy farm but no sign of cows now so it might be for a veg crop.  If we pass again later in the year I can put you out of your suspense.

He had no idea I took this, deeply engrossed in his radio via his bluetooth hearing aids. 

Curious this field, I thought a field margin but David says its far too wide for that.  Could be an error.  Old farmers just love spotting other farmer's mistakes...

First of three Pill boxes I spotted today walking, I couldn't identify this one.

Bluebells in the firing range, doing so well I guess as they are undisturbed.

Second Pillbox, an A Type-24 for those buffs interested.

 I think a Crab Apple blossom

This third of the day at Fazeley.

 I was helped by an oncoming boat at the Tamworth locks, the two boats crossed over in the adjoining pound, nice and neat then onwards for a long while mooring up again at Grendon, just short of the Athelstone locks.

Grendon mooring.  All on our lonesome. Nice.

We'll do them tomorrow, crack of dawn or later in the day when more chance of meeting boats....?

Decisions.

Supper was the leftovers of the chicken dish.