Last night we went for a hike at Piper's Lagoon. I wanted to search for
dilling's elusive chocolate lilies. It was the first warm, summery evening we've had. The tide was pretty high, which meant rock climbing. When it's low, we can just walk across the expanse in front of Katie.

There were wildflowers galore. Galore.

In the grasses, between the rocks, amongst the Garry Oaks. All colours and sizes.

I love these blue lupin like, lily like thingys.

Finally, climbing down through the grass, I spotted three perfect, tiny chocolate lilies. You won't see pictures, my battery was dead. I cried. I really did. By the weekend they will probably all be done. But I saw them.
Does anyone wonder why I usually only have pictures of Katie? Besides the fact that my son hates being blogged, there's this issue...

Need I say more?