We've been 'home' to Yorkshire, walking in the Dales where the sky is a suitable subject for Friday Skywatch. It's a good time of year to be walking on the moors with the heather in bloom and the paths underfoot crisp and dry.
The small streams that run from the moor are peat brown. (Sometimes so is our bath water!)
The front garden still has plenty of colour.
We had come to Yorkshire to attend the Wensleydale Show. The First Born had phoned from London some months earlier and plaintively asked if we would be going to the show. How could we say no!
The day of her arrival we drove to the station through a hill mist. It was cold and damp. The FB alighted from the train in dainty white daps and a pale pink summer dress. The expression on her face was one of shock. "It's a heat wave in London, well over thirty degrees," she told us.
"Welcome to Yorkshire, darling," was my reply.
In the evening we wrapped up in waterproofs and walked along the road to Highfield with the rain in our faces. It was wonderful.
The following morning we woke to sunshine.
This is the rainbow rag rug that she entered for the 'new from old' category.
She showed them to us later.
These little pompom dahlias were delightful.
And the children's gardens are always nice to see.
There was another prizewinner from the village from the carriage class in the main arena.
I tried to get some good photos of Laurie as he went round the ring
but he was too speedy.
We were invited to come into the arena to meet the dogs.
How could I resist!
The ducks were rather stressed to be confined in their small cages with all the hubbub of the show going on around them.
I walked past the Punch and Judy show where Punch was making enough racket to scare me, never mind the ducks. I didn't stop to watch. I always found him frightening and cruel when I was a child but this crowd of children watching were laughing. I can only hope that Punch has stopped beating his wife!
Lots of interesting things to see and people to meet.
Note the rag rug at the entrance way.