Coming off High Spy, in boggy ground about Tongue Gill we found these flowers growing in profusion. Taking flower photographs I find myself intrigued by reproduction and the changes that appear in a flower once it is fertilised. White petals fall from grass of Parnassus, Parnassia palustris, and the ovary swells red.
After tea, we caught an open-top bus back to Keswick. We were swept along as if we were up in the canopy, looking down on the River Derwent. A beautiful September late afternoon became colder and colder on the open-top bus as the sun dipped down behind the fells.