Through a glass drearily

We have an old apple tree in the front garden. The apples are not very nice, so we let them fall onto the grass and they keep the Blackbirds fed most of the winter.

A dreary day – wet and cold. But we are off to see Hobbit 3 tonight. I can’t believe this is the last of the six films. We’ve seen each one on the big screen within a few weeks of them being released. And this will be the end . . . sad!