Where? To Witchwood, of course.
Let's walk with a friend down by the railway track, through the bluebell wood.
There were white bells, bluebells and pink bells out today
... lining the pathway through the narrow stretch of woodland/
Which way do we go? The path continually forks but both ways continue onwards
... through the patches of wild garlic.
Which way now?
We finally reached the end of the walk way
... and continued on to the road. This house used to be a stable block at the entrance to a grand house. There are many grand houses in this area.
Here's the spectacular White Church.
Onto the promenade now
... and a look back at the other side showing the large houses. Many have been knocked down and replaced by other houses or flats.
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The benches were looking at us as we passed.
Sea Campion was the flower of choice on the sand dunes.
Across the estuary we could see Southport.
Looking the other way were the old walls of the grand houses.
Let's take a closer look. The wall is studded with pebbles from the seashore.
Here's a summer house built into the wall.
Refreshment was taken at Booths in Lytham where an art display lined these walls.
This butterfly was made from an old book. Isn't that clever?
Back to the car through the residential streets.
Our circular walk was completed when we arrived back at Witch Wood.