Out walking, I met Scott coming back from a bull-chase (neighbours' bull had gotten in with his cows), riding the quad. He stopped to talk, and when I declined his offer of a ride home — why sit on a noisy machine when one can walk in peace and hear the birds? — he parked it and came for a walk with me.

It was late in the afternoon and we hadn't gone far when another neighbour came alongside us and stopped his half-ton to chat. We stood jawing for about an hour and a half before I got tired of standing and said I'd walk on to the next driveway and pick up the week's supply of eggs, then make my way back.

There has been a lot of rain, as you know. The ditches are full.

After I got back with the eggs, Scott and I walked back to the quad, enjoying the sunset sky.

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I'm off to Kelowna tomorrow. The wild roses may well be in bloom by the time I get back.

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