As much as I dislike town it's the only place to stock up on supplies. The trip in and out takes about the same time as the shopping. When the weather is this nice it's a shame to have to go. Town rant over.
On the way to town the fields are all starting to turn yellow from the canola crops. When it is in full bloom the yellow is in striking contrast to everything else.
The swallows at the back of the house are still defending their territory with gusto. I think they hear the door open and come looking for me.
Returning to some pictures at Obushkong, the falls the trapper shack and some sheep laurel starting to bloom.
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