Buttermere and Crummock

A great day on the fells with my husband's daughter. Lots of catch up.
Apparently I'm 'geeky' ... admittedly I was getting excited about a lump of volcanic rock at the time, and that was after getting excited about all the butterwort ... and the tormentil ... and the wild about the thyme ... and the ... and...!
Innominate Tarn was wonderfully peaceful with Gable hiding under cloud (extra). I didn't dip in it today (I loved reading that rather well-timed poem again).