it looks so pretty to me, just like it always did

With the return of the pooch it was up and out early to grab the best bit of the day - and we were glad we did as by mid morning it was raining yet again in our green little corner of Cumbria.
I seldom walk along the lanes unless I'm with pooch - so every so often I'll see  view I know I know oh so well as if it's with fresh eyes - today looking across the Middleholme pastures to the distant Howgills was one such moment. I stopped, stared and gave thanks. Pooch ate grass. Some days all is right with the world.