It has been a busy weekend on the canal as our town held it's annual Waterways festival.
Many, many boats had sailed in for the occasion and were moored two deep in some places.
I love the floral accents too, and it was lovely to see so many beautiful rooftop planters full of spring flowers.
I stopped to gaze at these newly unfurled beech leaves, and thought to myself that I really must take the family to walk in the woods at Bolton Abbey very soon (remember the green greenery?)
We took a completely impromptu ride on a small tourist boat one Saturday afternoon, passing right under this bridge on the way to the castle. It was magical hearing the journey narrated through the eyes and voice of Little B. He was more than a little excited.
This is a favourite spot of ours, beneath this weeping willow tree. It is very green, shady and cool in the height of summer, and is often a place that we stop to rest.
Ahhh, home again, walking up the cobbled street to arrive at my back gate. It was a lovely wander and amazingly I was only gone for half an hour. The Little People didn't even realise I was missing until I walked in the back door.
I love wandering around my neighbourhood. It's a pretty special kind of a place to live.