The campsite from a distance
And it all happened. We had a nice, impeccably navigated, three hour walk, through the beautiful landscape. When Gary plonked down on a rock, declared it time for picknick, and conjured up a bag of chocolate buttons, while I laid down on the moss and looked up at the sky I realized this was the kind of Lovely Day that deserves capitalization.
After all that I couldn't stop dozing off on the way back. I woke up when we turned into the parking lot of the Creamery. All that cheese! A nice end to a great weekend. I am truly blessed.