It was a cold, foggy morning as Andromeda left the water point at Garstang and headed back to her mooring. Swans were busy nest building above bridge 68 collecting old reeds and sedges from the banks while Canadian geese were grazing in the empty fields. Hoyles contractors were busy laying miles of umbilical pipe across the land, trying to get out the slurry that has built up on the dairy farms over the winter months so the grass can get growing for 'turn out' time.
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| Casualty trees |
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| Empty fields |
Few chimneys were smokin' as we passed the moored boats and then through the gloom came little Ragamuffin, a tiny Narrowboat and a regular up and down the Lancaster canal.
It was strange to see the empty fields, with a few casualty trees from the windy winter but as we plodded on past the misty meadows with 6music playing on the wireless thru the hatch and coffee in the mug there were a few new shoots and buds that show signs of the winter months being behind us.
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| Meeting Ragamuffin! |
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| Hoyles contractors doin' the dirty work |
Previous blog post title inspired by...The National : HARD : 3 points
Ok, I crow-barred this one in but I am obsessed with this band at the moment and especially this album, 'High Violet' - it's dark, moody and powerful!
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