After three years of living away from home and closer to the 'Big Smoke' (I still can't believe university is over), it does feel a little strange hearing lawnmowers and birds tweeting instead of car horns. As much as I loved being that little bit closer to London, you just can't beat the countryside. There is nothing quite like a walk amongst the fields, with your most trusted companion.
Roast Lamb was awaiting us back home, so someone was more than happy to finish his walk amongst the grass and head back to the kitchen.
Happy Sunday everyone! xx