When Jerik and I want to be outside with no one else around we walk (about 1/2 mile+) over to this area that has a big gravel pile and these lovely wildflowers growing under the trees. Thought this made a better picture than me running up and down the gravel pile to his "Run, Gigi" (12 times by actual count). Not too bad considering 2 weeks from now I'll turn 82. Think this boy is keeping me young. :)
pretty! I am in awe of your ability to run up and down gravel piles! I am a September bd too. A bit younger and I do not think, wait, I know I could not do that. I do the treadmill but I think I should find some hills.
