Over the hills and down into the Okanagan valley on the most pleasant of summer days.
Mare's tails twitching in a blue delphinium sky.....
- a little cauldron
-and off into the west vapour trails mix with the clouds to make a criss-cross pattern.
...past the little lake where a small community now surrounds the water where Husband fished with his father when he was a lad
..home again to find a busy butterfly intensely working on a pot of geraniums.
and the garden, waiting patiently to be weeded and watered.
A lovely day, - only dark cloud was finding the Wool Shop closed. ....a favour to my bank balance.