This morning, I jumped at the chance to meet some fellow spinners at a park in York. I could only chat for an hour, if I was to get back home for our official (online) monthly meeting but it was so lovely to meet up with some of the group outside the confines of Zoom.
My phone’s gps had conveniently taken me to a place I could leave my car but directions from a passerby were needed to get me to the park gates. West Bank Park is relatively small in comparison with some but I was immediately taken with the plants at the entrance I found.
What I hadn’t noticed on the way in but which one of the others told me about was a windmill. Not just any old windmill but one that works and sells its own milled flour. However, upon leaving the park, I couldn’t fail to see it looking resplendent in the bright summer sunshine with a backdrop of blue sky.
I’ve got plenty of flour to use up but look forward to trying some from this windmill in the future. It’s great to have found another source of food which is at least relatively close to me.