Down by the River

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Whenever I’m on a walk and I hear the sound of running water, I tend to gravitate towards that sound. That’s probably not a good thing, because I could end up in one of those Emperor’s New Groove situations, floating to the edge of a waterfall. Not that I have the tendency to jump in or anything, but my enthusiasm for photographing a new scene usually means I’m running and not thinking.

Anyway, today was one of those days where I happened to be walking around the quiet town centre in my area of Yorkshire, and I hastily hushed everyone on the walk because I was convinced I could hear water.

I was right (as always).

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

 

 

 

After a quick jog behind a car park I usually ignore, I came across a good old river, flowing almost under the town. The steps down there were steeper than the hill I used to sledge down as a kid. It’s a solid workout trying to get there, it’s no surprise I had never discovered it before.

Naturally, I was carrying my camera and felt in my element. It surprised me that there was a little tunnel you used to actually get down to the river, which is guarded by a fence that looks ten times older than me.

We also came across a tiny bed of daffodils, one of my favourite flowers when it comes to this time of year. My mum is absolutely obsessed with them, and she usually spends the majority of February talking about her bulbs, and how excited she is for her bulbs to come up and how she hopes the local cats don’t poo on any of her bulbs. She adores the bulbs.

For me, daffodils are the ultimate sign that spring is here. I know you can spot them year round, but the colour and shape always remind me of the most refreshing season of the year.

They’re like little pots of sunshine, lining the streets, taking over the parks and bringing smiles to faces. The colour they give off is one of the most beautiful shades of yellow you can find. I could easily sit and photograph them for an hour or two, in fact, I did.

I’ve lived in my current town for over ten years and I still never knew this river flowed through. I had seen the river in other places, but it shows you can never stop exploring from the minute you walk out the door.

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

Down by the River | Lifestyle Adventure post by Anika May | anikamay.co.uk

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