walking the walls

walking the walls is one of my favourite things to do whenever I need to go into the city. why walk through the traffic, avoiding the pedestrians, and the tourists taking photos when instead you can go a different way and

as if by magic you are transported from the hustle and bustle, noise and traffic of the streets and up into another world.

enter the walls through a huge oak door, and then climb and climb up the steep narrow steps.

and out you come, suddenly transported up in the sky

up into the leaf canopy, and the road noise is replaced by the sound of birds and the wind rustling through the leaves

walk round and climb some more, then peep through the leaf canopy into the gardens of houses that back onto the walls, this one is of one of my favourite cafes,

and then past a tiny hidden gem of a bluebell wood, nestled in the middle of the city

every so often you catch a glimpse of the towering spires of the Minster

and past the spot where we took after Easter daffodil photos,

walk past gorgeous hidden gardens

hidden treasures which can only be looked at although these steps look just sooooo tempting........

and then the time comes to go back down........

where if you need a reminder of your walk you can make a brass rubbing to take with you.



anything to delay going back into the real world.........