Went from home to West Wycombe in my new waterproof boots. It was a little muddy along this routefarm buildings with brick and flint building behind, part of the estatefootbridge across a stream
land fenced off
no public admittance here to Dashwood land
Gate to the public footpath on return walk
a farm worker had just laid this fresh supply of hay. She stopped to chat when she was about to push a wheelbarrow heavily laden with water to replenish the trough . . .