Peaks of Pink …

… around the Trient Glacier. I was going to blip a coot chick and his loving Mum. He, or she, has the cutest little wing buds (extra).

A very late blip as we were at a local choir concert tonight, a lovely occasion seeing lots of old friends and David is back to singing in the choir too. A friend has come home with us to eat then watch the footie. I shall hide away to blip somewhere with the cats!