A beautiful sunny day.
We decided to
force march, enjoy a jolly, family 4mile walk around Grasmere today.
Saw Wordworth’s grave
And the place where he lived, Dove Cottage
All together now…
“I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vale and hill
Mumble, mumble, mumble, mumble
A host of golden daffodils”
Then, the walk.
We stopped for a picnic lunch by the River Rothay
At which point youngest child fell in.
I’d like to say it was a preplanned opportunity for wild swimming.
She just fell in.
Very soothing on the wasp stings though. 🙂
See oldest child’s face?
That’s the face of a proto-teenager who’s just realised they’re only half way through the walk and still have 2 miles to go before they’re back in civilisation.
He’ll look back on these walks fondly.
In fact he’ll probably inflict
forced marches jolly family walks on his children too.
Totally worth it for this view though!
And then, the Grasmere Gingerbread Shop
Totally worth it for this view too 🙂