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!
Best to follow. Tripsy traipsy tropsy doodlee-do.
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.
Ah, Madame.
Trip, trap, trot. Oh, pretty!
Tra la la. Oh, more pretty…
Oh, MADAME!
At about 5 cm, with a 4 mm spike on the butt…
… in this form, the Goddess is NOT to be messed with. But the road is long …
… and the road is distracting …
Snow Buckwheat Being Snow Buckwheat
… 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…
The Glaciers Did a Little Job on it Too
… and know the way home.
Our reward waits. And work waits, too.
Blessed be.
Categories: food culture, Nature Photography, Spirit
lol yes yes, now the message
get my ass to the tree place
roflmao
i shall ignore and go to the farmers market instead
ok fine i’ll go after, i just have to put up a fuss
i dislike being ordered about
maybe the eagle will come down and chat with me a bit
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Let me know what she says. Unless it’s For Your Ears Only, of course.
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