I remember seeing the 'Whit Walking' when I was at home in Barnsley, South Yorkshire.
The Sunday School children in their white clothes would be paraded around the streets in two long lines - though I don't know exactly the
reason for it.

I don't find anything odd in the ladies dancing past white blossom and young corn beside the roads around the village, the best land, but able to see, higher up on the hillsides fields unkept for lack of men to work on them, and maybe horses too - lots of horses were taken from the farms, and from carters and carriers too, which disrupted the lives of many people.
My father's mothers family went 'into town' from the wilds of Derbyshire three times a year and relied on deliveries and collections for the rest of the time.