Join Melissa as she walks to the next village and back. It’s the middle of April and the weather is warm and dry. Butterflies are on the wing, and the lanes are hemmed with stitchwort. We hear from Liz Berry and her two little boys, who tell us all about frogspawn. This week’s poem is ‘Blue Heaven’, written and read by Liz; her collection Black Country and The Republic of Motherhood are both out now.