A blue sky, a strong, warm wind, skin that hasn't seen the sun since 2009, bright stripey socks, red stubby riding gloves, bike shorts, a swift steed and a million dollar view. What else could a girl want?
Pausing at a bend in the path.
Sunshine after an April shower.
Goose over Walterdale.
Marjory in the pines (though I think they're actually spruce, but pines sounds better).
And at long last, a thoroughly soaking rain.