The Keys to the Kingdom

My turn to walk the dog in the evening.

Polling day!

Do I want an elected Mayor of Wakefield?

No rain for two days and the paths are drying out but still some patches of delicious filth for Tess to fool about in. She was good tonight, calm for long periods and respectful of the ducks. She even stopped for my silly photography habit.

I stood in a patch of nettles to try and capture a flower.

I got wet feet trying to capture the ducklings latest outrageous escapades.

Then the elm. Delicious keys of gossamer green with a heart of red. I wish to collect them and sow them to repopulate the country with this lovely tree, I don't know enough about tree husbandry. Steve W would know