Taking In The View

Today we drove home and the lovely daughter flew home.  At our usual picnic stop I spied this woman enjoying a fag and the view.  I I know she is entitled  to smoke.  It just seemed having a bike, looking fit and smoking don't go together.  You might have to look hard to see the fag. 
Between unpacking I was able to release two butterflies.  The first was up and off and this one in extras rested on a rose. As Joni Mitchell sang: . . . before I get my gorgeous wings and fly away . . .   (The Last Time I Saw Richard )