Tom and I enjoy driving three miles south of town, and walking at our lake. There is a road all the way around it, but that would be too far for me. So, we walk on the East side of the lake where there is hardly any traffic....along a dirt road.
I of course drag behind if I see wild flowers to photograph
We saw this couple fishing down below the road, and ask if they were having any luck? They said no, but it didn't matter, because it was such a beautiful day.
There were several places where small streams were flowing down the mountain into the lake
and there were also ripe berries growing wild along the road. Maybe someone will tell me what they are?