A lovely day to take our usual walk. On our way out we always pass by the garden of Compton House, a Georgian country house hotel. The garden is quite lovely, a tribute to the hard work of Robert, the proprietor, with whom, today, we pause to have a chat. During our conversation, Graham takes the opportunity to photograph Axbridge moor through the blossom filled branches of the apple tree that stands at the bottom of the garden.

We then take our usual route along to Sladers Leigh, where the lime tree is looking magnificent in the bright sunlight. And now that we know what lime trees look like, we see them all through Kings Wood, though we're still not certain which are "ordinary" limes and which are small-leaved limes.

The thriving village of Wedmore is a nexus point in this area, situated across the moor to the south-east of Axbridge, on the gentle slopes of the eponymous Isle of Wedmore.

The church of St Mary's overlooks much of the village which is edged north and south by low hills. Climbing the southern slope the views over the rooftops, framed by trees, are tremendously rewarding. As is the overview of the village from the top of the hill.

On such a beautiful day, the red-tiled roofs contrast vividly against the clear blue sky (and provide a perch for the resident doves).

The northern slope, Lascot Hill, has a large rolling field bordered by woodland, which provides us with another overview of Wedmore.

It hadn't been raining as such but it had been rather gloomy under the low cloudbase until late in the afternoon when a break in the cloud allowed the sunlight to spill down the slope of the fields bordering Kings Wood and Cross Plain. The sky is somewhat burned out in the second image but I wanted to try and capture the way that the sunlight picked out the sheep dotted all the way up the slope.