Sunday and we were off to Mawdesley; weather wasn't good but "a little rain doesn't hurt anyone!".
With black clouds skittering across a "Fisherman's Jacket" sky, we set off towards Harrock Hill, with a bitter wind at our back. I did comment that at sometime we would have to turn back into the wind and face the wintery blast; we did and it wasn't nice at all.
Squashed frogs, primroses, celandines (A perennial Eurasian herb (Chelidonium majus) having deeply divided leaves, showy yellow flowers, and yellow-orange latex. Also called swallowwort) etc. pulled our wattery eyes to ditches and roads alike. Squashed frogs carrying spawn leave a very black, elderberry like, stain on roads. The blackthorn/sloe blossom was impressive (not May blossom; I always get them mixed up) 
We made our way up Harrock Hill, a gentle slope at first, with views across Lancashire opening up as we acended; I took four pictures, when we rested near the top (on a well placed bench), and used autostitch to produce the following image. 
The M6 and Camelot on the right, Preston in the centre and Southport on the left; in the distance the mountains of the lakes could just be seen (in the sunny spells. Continuing our walk we retraced our steps, of some months ago, as we neared the remains of the mill at the summit. Wouldn't it be a good place for a wind turbine in modern times? My cheeks suggested it would be ideal.
We left the mill and decended back towards Mawdesley; we were accosted by an inquisitive native, being taken for a walk by her dog; apparently the dog wouldn't move until we had caught up and told her where we were going. "Careless words, cost lives!" so I tried to keep everything quiet but, Chris was happy to tell all! We returned to the carpark via the millennium park, Mawdesleys offering to the 2000's.
To keep the youth of Mawdesley in control, the officials placed a reminder of what may happen to them, if they put a foot out of line. It worked, there wasn't a child to be seen anywhere! Come to that, nobody was around in Mawdesley during daylight...
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