Golden Needles

For a few days now I have been watching this tree in our neighbours’ garden, glowing golden, no matter what the weather. This morning, I decided that I needed to photograph it before it lost any more of its needles onto the roof below. It’s a good thing that I did because the weather turned very damp and unpleasant shortly after I took this. However, N and I put the day to good use as we had arranged for the local dog trainer to call in to meet Bertie. As it happened, she stayed for quite some time, getting to know the wee fella and demonstrating some training techniques. It wasn’t only Bertie who was ready for a sleep after M left.