Heat haze...

here on the ridge where the sheep sought shelter from the hot sun under the Larches.
Was chased by the Lapwings, the extra is the overacting one with his 'broken' wing, and Curlew as they have young.
Heard a Chiffchaff on the way up.
Rock rose in flower .
Berger your flowers are Forget me nots and we won’t forget you.