Walking East Stoke's lanes: July 2026

I thought we’d only managed one ‘walk’ through the lanes this month, and that one a cycle at the start of the month as we headed over to the Allotment Open Day over at Elston, so it was a nice surprise to find another set of photos from later in the month. Though this was on our walk to the pub to watch the England semi-final against Argentina in the World Cup, which didn’t turn out the way any of us there watching wanted, but hey ho.

Let’s start at the beginning of the month with that cycle, and a stop at the bridge for our usual view.

The view from the bridge on Moor Lane, July 2026
Peering over the bridge on Moor Lane to see the water below

As these first photos were on our way to the Open Day at the allotments in Elston, I thought I’d share a few from there too. I was quite taken with the whole site, but the polytunnels especially, particularly the two shown here. The central layout with side borders was ingenious, and very different to the usual greenhouse layout - and the second photo, for the melons - I’m sure there were larger ones in there somewhere too.

A plot at Elston Allotments open day
Inside a polytunnel, Elston Allotments open day
Another polytunnel, this one with melons

There was plenty on show on the plot, both flowers, veg and fruit - and while I was tempted to put my name down, I knew that really I’d have plenty enough to keep me busy with my own garden.

Sunflowers and beans on the plot
Plums ripening on the branch nicely
Blackberries growing alongside a painted shed
glorious kale growing in a raised bed

Our second walk of the month we headed out on foot in the same direction, but veering off after the bridge over the A46 to the bridle path and the pub.

Cowslips growing alongside the crash barrier heading over the A46
Wild blackberries on the side of the road

There was plenty to see, especially those being constrained or climbing over the crash barriers. It was already the middle of the month, and about a month since we’d last had rain. The fields were looking dry already and harvest, like many places around us, started much earlier than usual.

Looking across the dry yellow fields as we headed down Moor Lane

As you can see the sun was out, and we were full of optimism (and dread) for the match ahead. The pub was busy, and had some extra screens outside for an extended viewing area. The atmosphere was good, especially as England scored first - but that’s when the fear kicked in, and that’s just for us spectating! Alas, though it was not to be, not this time anyway, maybe next time, who knows?

On the bridle path to Elston with the sun in the distance and fluff on the plant/weed

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Walking East Stoke's lanes: June 2026

Despite being away for the first part of the month we somehow managed three walks around our village’s lanes this month, and each of them in different directions.

The first of these took us down Moor Lane, making a brief stop to check in on the sheep, on a Saturday lunchtime a couple of days after arriving home from an active holiday, so I think our legs were restless and ready for action, so it would have been rude to ignore them.

We headed up across the A46 noticing that still a few wild roses remained, but they’d been joined in the hedgerows and verges by the daisies, and more surprisingly already some seedheads.

We made it as far as the bridge, our cue for turning and heading home, but noted there were some blackberry bushes along the way which may provide a fruitful stop on a later walk. It could be the year for more blackberry and lime jam if we remember in time!

Our second walk took us in the opposite direction, heading down School Lane towards the River Trent - and once again we stopped briefly to see what the sheep were up to. It’d been a hot few days so it was good to see the sheep had been shorn, but we were also out earlier than normal and as ever, they seemed surprised to see us.

Once we walked past the church the views open up on the right hand side across fields, and on this occasion a line of small fluffy clouds. The path bends around to the left and even with the warm weather there was still a wet patch or two in this shaded section.

We decided that as the temperatures were still relatively cool, we’d head along towards the Red Gutter - my first walk that way in quite a while, but definitely worth it for the views and (even more) tranquility.

And more daisies it seems, and a few arty shots of the crops.

We emerged on the banks of the Trent and turned right along the river path, stopping to admire the reflections and despite trying many times failing to catch one of the bright blue damsel flies busying themselves in the nettles.

Along the way I stopped to photograph more than I’ve shown here, but there’s thistles and poppies growing across the path from the crops. I’d seen this plant above before on our walks but wasn’t sure what it was, my plan was to look it up and find out. I forgot, obviously, but I soon found out as our District Council shared a post on Facebook about it being ‘National Invasive Non-Native Species Week’ - who knew?

But anyway the accompanying image was this plant, which is a Himalayan Balsam - a fast growing invasive plant that spreads rapidly along rivers and wetlands, out competing native plants for space and light, which leaves riverbanks bare in winter when it dies back, and so increasing erosion and impacting wildlife.

And it looked so pretty too.

There are volunteer programmes to prevent the spread of this plant, which contributes to our Local Nature Recovery Strategy here in Nottinghamshire, I had no idea about any of this when I took this photo, but it seems right that given its invasive nature it’s controlled and managed. Nature is not only wonderful, but the management that is required alongside it is truly even more wonderful.

We reached our turning point of the jetty - which was very nearly but not quite visible and turned back inland up the long stony track towards the village realising that the stones that were added to minimise the puddles a while back now where doing their job and making the track a much easier walk, and no doubt much easier for the vehicles that traverse it too.

We were back at the sheep, and this is why we check in on them whenever we walk past - they are cheeky, but can’t we all resonate with that bit over there being that little bit tastier if only we could reach it?!

Our final walk this month was along the bridleway towards Elston. As we headed down from crossing over the A46, this was the view across the fields we were about to walk past, isn’t it beautiful?

I was once again surprised to see these, what I think are, bullaces already in evidence on the bushes. It seems early, in my mind I have them this developed much later in the summer - but that could just be that that’s when I’m looking for them.

We were heading over to the pub in Elston to watch England’s second game in the World Cup, and the pub had opened to show the match - it’s not usually open on Tuesdays - so we thought we’d go along.

It was the most dreary game, but at least we were rewarded with this night time view of the path on our way home.

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Walking East Stoke's lanes: May 2026

After a busy and unexpected end to April, it took us a while to get out and about in the lanes around us. It wasn’t until the middle of the month that we headed down Moor Lane and out of the village, taking a chance with the April like showers that were turning up on a whim. We were lucky though and dodged the rain - well, when I say dodged, it looked like it might rain, and then it didn’t and then it did, but actually didn’t, so perhaps more correctly we dodged the chance of rain!

What was clear though since last month was that the cow parsley was out in force, not that I’m complaining, and the plants had a definite spring-like feel to them, which was also very welcome.

It’s a great sight to turn the corner and see the froth that is cow parsley, and here it was only just starting to come in to its own.

We walked perhaps more slowly than usual but reached our usual turning point of the bridge, a familiar shot in these posts and one where it’s looking quite verdant.

Turning back - as is our custom - we noticed that this tree was much later to leaf than others in the area. There were signs of leaf, but it too was taking things more easy it seems.

Our second amble of the month was a much earlier in the day than normal for us, but after the heat of the bank holiday (yes, who knew the forecasters were correct!) and much socialising I felt the need to move rather than hide from the thirty plus degree heat in the house.

We took the same route down Moor Lane, but this time on leaving the village we were rewarded with this beauty of a poppy growing as they do between a building and the boundary. It reminded me that I still have some seeds from my FIL’s garden which I really should do something with - I seem to remember that poppy seeds can be dormant for quite a while before springing back to life, so I’m hoping that’s in my favour!

But anyway, hasn’t the cow parsley grown from my photo earlier in this post - and in just a couple of weeks, but with sporadic rain and then plenty of sunshine it’s what you’d expect. What I wasn’t quite so prepared for were all the wild roses being in bloom, and their gloriously sweet scent in the early morning sun.

We’d hoped for more shade than there was on the road out of the village, and so instead decided to walk on the bridlepath towards Elston - it’s a path we’ve walked and shared here before, most usually when we’re off to the pub - but not today. It wouldn’t have been open anyway…

There were an array of plants to look at including this young oak tree edging the path, the dogwood in flower, the early fruits of the blackthorn, and yes more wild roses.

With no pub visit we reached the end of the path having achieved some shade and some dappled shade and so we turned and retraced our steps. This time as we headed towards the village a clump of oxeye daisies caught my eye - they’re beautiful and there’s plenty here as we head home, which reminded me I have some of those in a pot, which will definitely benefit from being divided as they get planted into our garden, or maybe even before.

I hadn’t expected there to be such a difference in just the two weeks between our two walks - but the weather had changed drastically, and so had the plants and hedgerows. Isn’t nature wonderful?

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