Out in the rain

Last time I took a photo of these flowering cherry trees in our local park, it was during the first national lockdown. Here we are in the glowing autumn, and it's once more round the bowl. But much more messy and uncertain this time.

Ruth and Jack have suggested that we only meet outdoors for now, so no more Granny duties at the moment... Richard and I have agreed, though we hate the prospect.


Onwards and upwards.