We are back. And this handsome fella provided background snuffling and snoring for most of the week. He lives in the orchard at the back of the house, getting drunk on fallen apples and collapsing asleep every couple of hours or so.
The weather was lovely pretty much all week and despite an oopsie with not checking the weather line the night before our scheduled balloon flight at the beginning of the week, we did manage to go for a balloon flight at the end of the week and it was lovely. Flying above the misty Devon landscape, in the chilly morning sun, sipping champagne and getting a nicely warm head ffrom the burners... really lovely.
I took one or two photos; hot-air balloons and cows are quite photogenic.
