13th April was certainly a bit greyer than the 12th had been and forecasts promised rain. But we decided to brave it and head off for a walk from the campsite with the intention of doing, more or less a loop via Beesands.
At first, we had to walk along the narrow, Devon hedged lanes.
But that’s an ideal place to see primroses in all their glory.
When you could see over the hedges the sea was in view. Had we been able to walk the short route it would have been about a mile to the sea but a local landowner didn’t allow walkers to use the farm drive and that meant quite a circuitous route had to be taken. We were heading first, for the little village of Beeson.
Does anybody know what these leaves are?
I don’t have the knowledge I might like when it comes to flowers so this wayside bloom will have to go un-named as well.
But that is stitchwort although the big leaf on the right is a stinging nettle.
A typical gate of the area. It looked over small fields, said to be typical of 'Olde Englande' but actually probably post-enclosure in date.
We arrived at Beeson. None of the flowers in the picture are primroses. The more distant ones are planted daffodils.
There’s not much traffic in Beeson so a cat may sit in the middle of the road. And at that moment a delivery van did appear. Both cat and photographer had to scarper fast.
Beeson has an odd shape and is a bit scattered but as ever, cottages were attractive even if not spectacular.
