Sleepy moon

It's a long old drive from South Devon to Cambridgeshire, but we had perfect weather for the journey. Blue skies and glorious gold leafiness framed our views; it was especially beautiful driving through the Cotswolds. By the time we arrived, one bare tree had caught the moon and sent her to sleep with a beatific smile on her face.

Thank you so much for putting my yesterblip's song thrush on the popular pages with your stars and hearts. I shall tell him he's widely appreciated next time he visits our garden.