We went back to Goring on Sunday, and things had changed quite a bit
since
our walk in May.
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The rosehips were plentiful, and ready to harvest.
The sloes were burgeoning (though the ones near ground level had been
picked; it's good to see that someone other than us is picking fruit).
The Visiting Hound had enjoyed her swim. And the other swim. And the
other other other other swim.
Haws were also around in huge numbers.
And there's a fine seven-trunked tree by the side of the path.
Flowering? This is autumn, you know, chaps. All right, there were
occasional butterflies about too.
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