The Flight of Icarus

Greek Mythology tells us the story of Icarus
 Icarus (/ˈɪkərəs/; Ancient Greek: Ἴκαρος [ǐːkaros]) is the son of the master craftsman Daedalus, the creator of the Labyrinth. Icarus and his father attempt to escape from Crete by means of wings that his father constructed from feathers and wax. Icarus' father warns him first of complacency and then of hubris, asking that he fly neither too low nor too high, so the sea's dampness would not clog his wings nor the sun's heat melt them. Icarus ignored his father's instructions not to fly too close to the sun; when the wax in his wings melted he tumbled out of the sky and fell into the sea where he drowned, sparking the idiom "don't fly too close to the sun".
Information thanks to Wikipedia.

Down to the lake this morning where I met Jean. We did a lovely walk and then went to the Crêperie which opened at 11:30. A Buckwheat Crêpe with mild goat's cheese, honey and walnuts and rocket salad with some delicious cider.

It was difficult to choose my main photo today and I wanted something a little different, so I chose the beautiful statue of Icarus and in extras, I've added a detail from the lovely Albizia julibrissin tree with its powder puff flowers and a passing steamboat called the 'Vevey', named after a town further along the lake.

The weather was perfect and not too hot: 24C, though the clouds clung to the mountain tops making the atmosphere a little veiled.

I hope you're all having a lovely weekend.

Just remember: "Don't fly too close to the sun!"