A week or two ago we went for a drive, to one of our favourite destinations, the swamp north of Shallow Lake. We were watching for birds, but there was nothing to get very excited about, however, there were thousands of white /water Lilies. So Mrs. F.G. drove slowly along, puling over frequently, while I pointed my phone out the window.
We left the swamp behind and drove down the narrow rural road as we headed for home, with plentiful berry crops ripening along the way, including these wild grapes.














































