Mud lark

At last this weekend, a real sense of the seasons on the move. We have lamb's tails in the hedge, the wren is singing away down by the compost heap and there's flowers on the lesser celandine.
There's so much that needs doing in the garden, but I decided to spend some of the day on my little walking project - a Ceredigion guidebook. I've 40 walks to do by November and I'm itching to get stuck into it.
So, I headed off to do a circuit in the Teifi valley. But a mile in and the mud got the better of me - it was terrible.
It's wetter this year than ever. A couple of days without rain is OK, but I think I need at least a fortnight.