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Daily exercise

There is conflicting information about what is and what isn't permissible when it comes to taking our daily exercise.  I refer to walking from our home or walking locally.  If I walk from our home I spend much of the time stepping to one side, with the dogs, to give a good 2 metre plus bit of air space between me and whoever is passing by.  I can do this countless times during a walk because there are so many more people out there, walking, OR I can get in the car, drive a couple of miles, still be local, and walk in glorious isolation around one of my favourite fields.  I never break rules, except the speed limit occasionally, but my argument on this occasion is that as I come in to the high risk category in respect of the pestilence, I am going to be very much less at risk walking around a field where there isn't another soul to be seen, than I am walking from home.  I rest my case.

So, on my first walk at large I had 8 deer and 8 brown hares for company.  Just my kind of walk.
The hares were distant, singly, and four or five together, and then they dispersed in various directions.  But the really important thing was that they were there!  Seeing them is always a magical moment.

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  1. Frankly I would just break the rules...you are still local in my book and being isolated has many other bonuses.

    Sally

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