Ringlet

Well after a long day I've had one last run through of the materials, lots of kit checks, practiced the scenarios and even gone and bought tea, coffee and biscuits.
Mid day my little white shadow came and made puppy eyes at me, despite her grand old age, so we headed into High Borrowdale. It was glorious. Dappled shadows, meadows full of orchids, flutterby galore - but horror or horrors.... Horse flies everywhere. The air was alive with them. Pooch took cover in the stream, I turned tail back to the car. Just managed to catch this fellow.

The van is now packed, fake amputated foot an all - so it must be wine o'clock.

Philosophy Friday
Where the caterpillar sees the end of the world the butterfly sees a whole new adventure.