All parks contain pathways that are not marked out or even maintained. They’re the desire lines trodden out by our feet. And there’s a long sequence of these paths round the outside edge of our local park here in Wavertree. Called ‘The Mystery’ by all of us, for reasons that need not detain today’s walk. Let’s go.
One of the three most common buttercups. But first among all of its equals about to arrive. On the outside edge of The Mystery.
A perfect evening walk in a difficult time, over the road from where so many of us are.