Gate

By the time we had escaped from the dread lure of the shopping mall it was early afternoon. While Janet nipped into the greenhouse for some restorative mud-meddling, I went out for a walk. 

The afternoon sun was just completing its low winter wander before sinking behind the hills, and he lit the trees behind this gate beautifully. Not every day brings forth "the shot" but I quite like this one and the extra too.

An odd day, which started with one of the 13A ring mains tripping for no apparent reason. For the second time... so there is a reason. And I'm deaf as a post too - not that the two things are connected. Ear work tomorrow.