Lunch with two small coppers

They sat with me for quite a while at the top of Malham Moor before I descended down the Cove side.  I was already contemplating not stopping at the cafe and, with my new fresh cucumber, lemon and salt water, my oatcakes and almond butter took on a new level of edibility with the pieces from my first empty water bottle.

While I was trying to swallow (they're still not the perfect cycling food!) two small copper butterflies came and landed on the limestone seat in front of me, fluttered for some time and flew off.

That's better than a jacket potato, surely?