On Saturday we made our annual pilgrimage to western Maryland to buy apples and to walk in the woods.
It was a lovely day. If you are the sort of person who demands perfection in all things you might have argued that it could have been sunnier, but we were really just grateful that it wasn't raining.
The Viking had a fine time teasing our nephews about how we might meet bears in the woods. My sister assured them Unca Viking's being silly, but then not much more than 15 feet down our favourite trail I spotted this:
Arctostaphylos uva-ursi, commonly called the bearberry. The look on the elder nephew's face was priceless.