Feathered friend

I met up with my friend, Steph, at The Secret Garden on the way to Abergavenny from Pontypool, for a coffee and a chat.  Poor Steph has had an awful time lately losing both her sisters within a couple of weeks of each other and her husband has just been diagnosed with epilepsy.   She was a member of the Camera Club that I go to but has decided to leave as her mind is not on it at the moment, understandably.   I hope she will rejoin when she starts to feel better.  

My blip is one of a handful of birds who roam around freely in the Garden Centre.