Flying

Not me! The flies! 

The swallows, swifts and martins are arriving back with perfect timing.  As much as I would like to have done, singing was not an option. In fact, breathing, sometimes was not.  Just splendid to be out cycling in glorious weather though.  

I stopped for a snack at this tree after coming down Malham without getting cold.  I've never stopped here before and I enjoyed admiring the winding road up on the other side of Malham Cove (behind the tree).

It was too nice to have a Saturday night in so we had a family walk along the river later on.