A Walk to The Cowpastures

A Morning walk

On to The Cowpastures

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	Walking up Orchard Walk towards Church Street and the Duke of Wellington. There isn't much room on either side. If you meet someone coming the other way, one of you has to stand in the side.
	We reach the top of Orchard Walk, Church Street is to the right. I see a house is for sale on the western side.
	We turn the corner and continue along Church Street towards the church. We'll turn right opposite St Wilfrid's and go up Manor House Court onto Titchfield Park.
	We reach the footpath that runs along the edge of the cowpastures. Below can be seen a patchwork quilt of fields and in the far distance is the border of Derbyshire and Nottinghamshire.
	On and on we walk, the footpath taking us towards Doles Lane, in the far distance can be seen the outskirts of the small town of Sutton in Ashfield.
	Looking out towards Derbyshire. The second row of trees in this picture are the tops of the ones that form the Dumbles wood, which is in a deep hollow. It's a shadowy, silent, mysterious place and I've always loved walking there. I always feel as though I'm exploring it for the very first time.
	The sun just manages to break through the hawthorn hedges which nearly meet in the middle of Cowpasture Lane, as it twists.........
	.... and turns on it's way down towards the ancient Kirkby Cross. .
	The gateway to Cowpasture Farm. The farmhouse, which has been extensively modernized, is of indeterminate age. But is known to be some hundreds of years old. I guess I'd have enlarged the windows a little if I were modernizing it.
	We arrive at the bottom of Cowpasture Lane. I find the sign to be very amusing, who in their right mind, would even dream of parking their vehicle up the narrow lane?
	This is all that remains of Kirkby in Ashfield's old market cross, which is known to date from the 11th century AD. Hundreds of years ago the village market would be held on this site. We cross the road and head down Chapel Street for home. It's time for breakfast.

Home at last. Before I leave you, let me show you my Easter cactus, it's really surprised me this year. It looks as though it's going to be at it's best for next week. I can't understand why it looks so well, I've been away for ten weeks of this year and it's been badly neglected. Doesn't look like it though, does it?

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