I’m not sure how you condole a dog, but at Foxton museum it would appear to be obligatory.
When we were at the locks last week I roamed about with the camera trying to capture a sense of what a lovely evening it was. Quite hard, as the middle distance was quite hazy. The low sun really picked out the ridge and furrow patterns on the adjacent field.
Standing at the top of the locks you really do a sense of the plunge you take going down the hill to the junction .
The locks have well kept side ponds all the way down and the reflections in this one caught my eye.