When it is hot, I need to take Layla to walk where there is access to water pretty much all the time. Not so much to drink, but to wallow in, to keep herself cool. Think water buffalo. The Pocklington Canal at Hagg bridge fits the bill. It was particularly idyllic, the Merlin app told me there were Blackcaps and Whitethroats and Reed Buntings busy singing in the warm water meadow day.
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