Top of the hill

Bean and I walked up the road to the top this afternoon, and I couldn't resist the view for today's blip, even though it has featured on several previous occasions.

It being Sunday meant that there was next to no traffic to disturb our wander. Walking up there any other day of the week, you take your life in your hands, and Bean would certainly have to be on the lead. As it was, she pottered about unfettered, as a dog should be whenever possible.

I made a Wensleydale cheese today, and gardened in between cheesy stuff. It is all to do with tidying up, putting things away, weeding and generally making Chez Mima look less shabby now that we're into the autumn proper. 

Bean supervised.