I have written before about walking Rosie- my brother's Jack Russell- by the River Avon and by the Canal. Now that it is the end of July it is entrancing to see the many flowers on the banks- the nostalgic, overpowering smelling meadowsweet, ragwort, balsam and many others- forming picture after picture. Rosie can be seen cooling herself with a lady-like dip in this unusually (for this non-Summer year) hot weather.
I will divide the images into two posts- the first, mainly flowers against the water:
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