A rabbit hopping through a hedge.
Two pheasants.
A fox running across a field, chased by a murder of crows.
Teeny tiny transparent mushrooms. They had a long thin stalk and circular flat tops that were accordion-pleated.
Many slugs.
Some snails.
A hare, which loped toward us and then hid in a grass knoll until we were close enough for it to figure out what we were. Then it bounded off across the pasture and up over the hill.
Six llamas. Not roaming.
An old abandoned church and its overgrown graveyard.
Two thatched cottages. One called Grange Cottage, and the other called Pig's Nose. Pig's Nose has topiary rabbits hopping out of the top of its hedges.
A farmer feeding his cows.
Three gates that needed to be climbed over. Well, actually, two gates but we hopped one twice.
A scare-crow made of a mannequin dressed in a ball gown and a denim shirt.
One hardy daisy.
Quite a bit of mud.
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