Bounding..

..for joy. Gus on his evening walk, sprinting back to us through the buttercups. This is surely his favourite place where he feels confident enough to run half the length of the field before turning to come back to us.

As I took this the light was still bright, though heavy thunderclouds were creeping up from the south east. Somehow we managed to stay dry, the downpour landed a mile or two away.

Time for a late tea.