Feathers

Another lovely sunny Sunday, punctuated by a musical phone call from my cousin and my god-daughter (her daughter).

I answered the phone to the sound of piano, decided it was a cold call and hung up. The phone rang again and I was greeted by the sound of helpless laughter. Then an explanation, a repeat of the piano intro before the trombone joined in. Fantastic! And I am very, very grateful. Thanks A and H xxx