One of my new year's resolutions is to walk the dog more. He's getting fat, bless him, and that's nobody's fault but my own. Usually we walk down to the river near our house or along what we call 'The Avenue', which must have once been the tree-lined drive to some large country house. Or we head further afield to a country park or wander around a nearby lake. Today, I took him along the canal in Ellesmere, which was built in the late 1790s to take iron and coal from Wales to the sea ports in Liverpool. And what a beautiful day it was, almost spring-like and very sunny. Wrapped in a coat, a hat and my new Uggs, I was overdressed! In January!
There were flocks of geese flying overhead and many had stopped for a breather in the fields opposite, taking the occasional dip en masse in the canal. It was beautiful and peaceful and quiet, accompanied by my fat, furry, faithful friend.
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