The Picnickers

On Sunday we went to Gostwick, an old property out from Uralla. It has the most amazing row of Elms leading in to the property and in the centre is an old Church which I have blipped before. They had nearly all lost their leaves and left a delicious carpet of gold and when the wind blew, they showered down like golden confetti. It was a magical afternoon and this man and a woman (behind the trunk) waded through the leaves and set themselves down for afternoon tea.

Thanks very much to blipcentral for staff picks. Very much an honour. Thanks so much to everyone else who has looked and left comments to the blip. I am well behind in comments and just back from the farm and ready to drop so I will be trying to catch up in the next day or so.