Cheviots in the Rain

 Saturday started fine and sunny but by the time I reached the Cheviots, the storm clouds had gathered. A nostalgic visit to the Black Bull in Wooler, where I spent a honeymoon in 1967 (Jim died 5 years later) and then to Wooler Common which then was open hillside but has now been planted with woodland. It was raining fairly hard by then but managed to photograph one of my favourite flowers Mimulus guttatus and some rather wet flies. I walked up onto the open land and was rewarded with views of Curlew and Lapwing displaying.