This evening I went for a walk along the Ock Valley Walk. Most people were either out with their dogs, or running or cycling.
Somebody had discarded today’s Oxford Mail. The front page was about the fallout, on Cancer research jobs in Oxford, from the virus.
A mother duck, with four ducklings, got very agitated and noisy towards a ginger cat – who was attempting to follow them from the bank near the Meadowside houses.
The walk is between two rivers. Trees arch high over you on the end furthest from town. At the town end there are younger trees and the path divides in two. A trail, with wood chip laid by the Green Gym, follows the top river. The main path follows the lower river.
A friend of mine calls this walk “Mesopotamia” (between the rivers). It’s one of the first walks I discovered when I came to Abingdon and it’s still a favourite.
I wonder if that’s the same mother duck I saw there a few weeks ago with 9 tiny babies – if so, she has done well to keep 4 of them.