Tra la la, I go up the hill. Ah, people are already here, I see.
It’s good to have company and good to go on alone.
And it’s good to stop to take a look around, too. Ah, that’s where I am!
Lakes have arms? Looks like it!
More tra la la. Oh, hello. You again!
Ah, I see. Guides, too!
Okanagan Indian Reserve, Okanagan Lake
What’s this? More guides!
No ants for me, though. I’ll pass. Ah, here’s mettle more to my liking.
Well, almost wine, actually.
Curiosity leads me down through the trees.
The Lee Side of the Hill is a Different World Entirely
Zippity do da, zippity day.
Even Without Water Ponds are Pretty Neat!
The southern slopes are always full of grass. It’s like waves.
Trip, trap, trot. Oh, pretty!
Tra la la. Oh, more pretty…
At about 5 cm, with a 4 mm spike on the butt…
… and the road is distracting …
… very distracting.
The Goddess, A Little Drunk on All the Flowers
But the year is winding to a close now…
It’s a good thing we’ve been this way before…
… and know the way home.