Saturday, January 5, 2013

Oh, the hills(and dales) we've seen...

Our fearless leader...

This is what we call a tarn (a wee lake up on a hill).

To remind me later, this was me- I was actually here!

This rainbow lighting up this patchwork hillside was even more gorgeous in real life- really dark and wide.

I'd follow these two anywhere...

The bracken turns the water the color of strong tea.

Here's where we took shelter for our lunch

Check out the earrings!

If you don't keep these penned in they wander all over the place.

Gee, I wish better records were kept, cause I sure would like to know who the vicar was before Adam in 1160...

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