Walk Sixty-seven – Love in a mist

A lovely summer evening at about seven in the evening. I bemoan the darkness of winter and the cold, but it’s only when you’re in a tropical country that you’re reminded of what a gift these long light evenings are, for those of us in temperate regions. I really did lie down on the grass verge to be able to look up at the flower and see the sky behind. Later Robin caught up with me on his bike, with Xavier on the back, and they accompanied me for the rest of the walk.