The heather was in full bloom.
Caught reverting to childhood!
(Our elder daughter came home for the Bank Holiday weekend and did just the same thing, lying out in the heather as she has always loved to do since being a very small child.)
Wide open spaces and the colours that I love, blue, mauve, purple.
A regular circular walk from the village is along the green drovers' road.
My small dales garden had obviously been flowering it's socks off in my absence and there was plenty of cutting back to do. There's now a huge pile of stuff in the back garth that will make a good bonfire come November.
I borrowed a book of old photos of the dale and found this picture of the chapel that sits at the far side of the stream from us. Now I know that the gateposts on our drive were already in place in 1837.
Quite a lot of trees have grown up since then!
It's a great place for sky watching and this sunset made it impossible to stay indoors. We walked along the road at the top of the village as the colours in the sky quickly changed.
Pink clouds for Skywatch Friday.
It has been our regular daily stroll. Here is Wee One with my father walking along the same road, the photo taken when she was ten years old. twenty-seven years ago!