
Today, there are fresh flowers of Marsh Valerian and Great Burnet amongst grasses of a pinkish hue. Borrow Beck runs high, we wade puddles along the track and everywhere the sounds of water in the landscape. I have childhood memories of the River Derwent and the other Borrowdale in the rain. This year. cloud and rain prevail.
Meeting the young woman who'd come down from the fells, I wonder what it's like up there today. Our walk beside Borrow Beck is delightful in a different way. Tall grasses often screen our view of the fells- scene through grasses. I could reel-off names - all the right notes but not necessarily in the right order. This triptych of images is an aesthetic of grasses.