Here today

And gone tomorrow. Then back again, then gone again. then back.
Am I a yo-yo or what, I ask myself?
Well here are pictures from the wild and woolly place.

Goosey gander and three (and a bit) goslings for Mel
Some stone with a moss and a little bit of lichen for I
A boat big enough for all of us(though it waould look very small on the open sea)
and see? I forgot-you-not.
And then to bed, lulled by the sound of a gently rushing weir. but only rocked when someone got up to go to the loo in the midle of the night)

Next day, onwards into the pennines, all green and steep
And under the tunnel below one of the deepest locks in the coutry at Sowerby Bridge

Oh and did I mention pies? There were puddings too!
All behind me now, as on Sunday, Quiet Pictures goes offline for the first time and will park itself by the park railings and woo the picture buying public.
Fingers crossed ok?
Be well. See you soon :)