The mostly wet weekend dried into brilliant sunshine mid-afternoon. Off we went to Rithet's Bog, not far from our home. You'll notice the colour of the leaves and the blue skies above.
But that's not all we saw. A grey squirrel chattered in a tree and paused long enough for a quick photo before scampering up and away.
Through the darkest part of the trail where trees hide the light and the forest floor is cushioned with needles, then across the little bridge and onto a small quiet street where a few snapdragons glow brightly.
Up a small rise and the view stretches beyond the bog to more houses and a cloud-scudded sky.
A soft chic chic had me looking around until I spotted this Black-chinned hummingbird not too far away. He stayed still longer than usual and I was able to get a few photos.
The Mallards are happy now that the bog is filling with rainwater. They paddle about, dive and bob up again, and come in a hurry if someone brings them seeds to eat.
The loop is done and it's time to head home again, jackets unzipped, replete with sunshine, ready for whatever rain may come.
Linking to Mosaic Monday, hosted by Judith of Lavender Cottage.