I'm lucky to have nice places in which to walk my two reprobates:
The route I usually take leads me
from my street off into acres of fields and farm land - it's quite easy to walk
across the scrubby fields and around the arable ones and get in a good 3-4 mile
walk. Occasionally, the fields back onto houses and, today, someone had
obviously put food out for the red kites - a chicken carcase or something like
that - and there were at least 10-15 circling above. Every so often one would
peel off and plummet into the garden, returing to the sky with something in its
talons (I've lured a few into my garden over the years. I even managed to get
some half-decent photos a couple of years ago - see here).
A nice walk -
between two and three miles and then home. The sun stayed out for
most of the walk but a biting wind cut right through it. I couldn't help
noticing that the catkins are finally out too. The late snow has threatened to kill
off all semblance of Spring. Sigh.