I am so glad I am driving the bus on Monday because a meander through the Dales countryside will not find a better week-end than this. June in all its glory is peppering the fields and I have taken a few photographs to inspire you. So rarely these times do we get what I would call a 'proper' June (and it is set to bring forth thunderstorms on Sunday, so it is only temporary). All these photographs were taken within a stone's throw of my front door.
The pastures have sheep and lambs and young stock. The meadows are yellow with buttercups and grass growing ready for silaging. The lane is bordered with our indigenous wild flowers - clover, pink campion, stitchwort, wood avens, and the glorious bird's eye (germander speedwell) - not to mention my favourite cow parsley, the smell of which fills the air today.
The sun is shining, there is a cooling breeze, the farmer is off to the Auction Mart and I am going with him to wander round the market and meet friends for coffee, before popping in for a hair cut.
Enjoy the photographs. See you all on the bus on Monday morning, do hope the sun still shines.