When my Mom came to visit in May, we spent a weekend in Wiltshire with Dad's cousins.

This is the village church in Bishop's Canning. Our walk through the village began here.

These I believe are French cows. Meuh, rather than moo.

The donkey looks friendly enough but just out of the shot is a sign warning that he bites. So no feeding.

This is a lovely leafy path that ran behind the big estate. Really nice. There was a man training dogs, so we passed by a few pups who were attempting to master the 'stay' command with varying degrees of success.

My mom, interrupted.
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