Last of the Mohicans

Taken at the duck pond in Wroxton ... on a visit with my sister and brother-in-law … because it is the village where his mother grew up.
A lovely day out.
 
Sorry I’m not regularly posting or doing much commenting at the moment – no reason other than doing other stuff.  Sort of summed up by a poem posted by Kendallishere.  I’ll catch up with you all and myself one day soon.  
 

The Gael