Last Day With Jane

Final touches to the fence the next day.

I took a quick read of the second part of this book 

which I read for the first time about 30 years ago.

A very good book.

I have a problem with it's title...

I think it should be genderless.

"People Who Hate People and the People Who Love Them."

I think it should be.

I realised as well that it applies to older and younger people too.

It's about those who desperately try to control others

and what those they try to control can do about it.

Sound principles of growing and setting healthy boundaries.

We took a lovely drive in the Quantocks.  

It was muddy but we stopped along the way and enjoyed the cool beautiful quiet.

An enormous uprooted tree with the lovely view.

The narrow lanes we drove along were sobering!

What DO you do if you meet another vehicle!

We did.  We met a delivery truck.

We reversed into a farmers entryway to be out of the road

while the truck passed.

I love the cooperation here and the courtesy.

If you are going uphill, you have the right of way.

In the case of the truck, we were smaller and nimbler that it was so we yielded.

Narrow hey?!

We stopped at this reservoir.

Lovely.

Across the road was a bank of delicate wildflowers.

Always beware of the pretty stinging nettles wherever you find them.

They are the laves against the wall to the right of the photo.

If you aren't respectful - well you will be stung like a bluebottle sting.

Painful.

Jane noticed this little waterfall.

There has been a lot of gentle rain the past few days.

Perhapos this is a perennial waterfall, perhaps only now with the rain,

Lovely sound and very pretty.

This thatched cottage out in the Quantocks is what we think of

when we think of a little English cottage...

Another little waterfall on the side of the road.

And now we are on the coach journey from Bridgwater to Heathrow.

Notice the fields of mielies!

A new crop in the UK.

The weather has warmed over the decades and this crop will now survive here.

I wish they did not genetically modify corn!

Almost all the corn we eat is genetically modified.

I am sorry about that.  I like corn. 

I don't want to eat genetically modified food.

Gratefully our journey back to Hilmar and Dianne was uneventful.

We left just after four pm and arrived just after nine in the evening.