Summer

I spent the day with my grandfather, and it was lovely. I feel very blessed to still have him!
It was very hot, but we decided to go for a walk in the forrest - I do miss the trees and the soft ground and the fresh, cool, humid air and the rustling sounds of birds and other small creatures make as they move about between the trees.
These blackberries were a special treat we found, they grow like weeds and it was the perfect time to pick them. There isn't much in my book that beats forrest blackberries, freshly picked, still warm from the sun!