Wheels on the path

Dunno what she was saying but probably Watch me! 
Confident of course that on her bike she can easily catch up and overtake her scootering little sister - and stop to eat blackberries.

We followed the path on our wheels, two legs and four legs, all the way to the wildlife centre where a) the cafe was closed, and b) it started to rain.

Then we followed it back, less enthusiastically, but eventually made it to a cafe where hot chocolate with marshmallows  set the wheels turning again.

It's good to have the grandkids back from their three-week holiday abroad and to have our house guests depart, fond though we are of them (old friends). 
It's all been too full on, what with the catering and the entertaining, to blip.