You can’t tell it by looking at these pictures, but the day we decided to revisit last October’s walk along the River Derwent, it topped thirty degrees.
The woods, though, remained pleasantly cool. There were even tangy wild redcurrants.
The field at the top was full of beans. More than can be said for me by the time we got there! The borders have been left for meadow flowers.
Further on, wheat harvest was in full swing.
The manor overlooks more fields of wheat.
I don’t recall wheat being a thing in Yorkshire when I first learned about it – you associated it with East Anglia. It only takes very little change in climate though – less than half a degree – to shift things miles further north. Half a degree in half a century.
Howsham Mill’s Archimedean Screw water turbine is still working well. You can hear it as a soft, slow, ‘thud, thud’ from across the river.
On the way back to the Priory, another weir awaits. We speculated about whether you could kayak down it.
Back at the Priory, people were enjoying a swim. We dipped our feet in to cool off.