Reflections in the morning sunshine.

When I got up this morning the cd's I had hung on the plum tree in the spring were creating rippling coloured light on the dining room carpet. 
Busy day, not much time to write. A Thanksgiving at St John's Anglican church for our friend's  little grandson, Finlay, then off to our our own church in the evening after a snooze in the afternoon.  (The after effects of a long day to and from Bristol on Saturday, spent with our family.)