Chrysathemum.

A day of howling gales and lashing rain.  I never stirred over the door step!   The weather was so bad that there were virtually no birds on the feeders.  I did try for a shot of one of the cock pheasants perched on top of the bird table.

Unfortunately it decided to go down and "have a word" with the other cock which was strutting about below.  This meant things were looking a bit thin on the blip front.  I was racking my brain for emergency blips.  Luckily when Clickychick came in from the course she had been running brought the flowers with her.