Hitting the right note

Here on the edge of the Pennines near Manchester its been wet, very wet, in fact, very wet indeed.  Not a day for walking on the moors, or even being outside at all really.  A dark gloomy wet day, the evening seems to have arrived all too early. 

But here at Cathy's brother's nestling on the edge of the moors, the lights are lit and there are log fires burning. We have been having a very jolly and relaxed afternoon catching up on family news, and enjoying each other's company.  

This is a shot of Cathy playing the piano.