A mountain picnic

Monsieur B’s telemark group had a summer picnic tonight. Koj got spooked by the popping of a champagne cork (she couldn’t care less about fireworks and motorbikes, but one cork and she’s off!) so I took the dogs off for a stroll and we wandered around an outdoor watercolour exhibition. I love living in a place where original paintings are left in the open for days for everyone to enjoy, and there is never any vandalism or other issue.