In the morning I had walked from Washingborough to Heighington.
This afternoon, I walked part of the route, but instead of cutting through the village, I continued on up Church Hill past Washingborough Hall, to the main road, over the top, then along Cliff Lane as far as I could go.
On my way up, an enormous tractor with a plough on the back. The tractor had tracks like a tank.
Although a chill in the air, with the sun, it felt like a spring day, except the trees were not in leaf and the ground was carpeted with snowdrops and celandine.
Washingborough is a small Lincolnshire village not far outside of Lincoln.
Tags: Afternoon walk past Washingborough, Lincoln, Washingborough
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