Trumped

Trumped - in the best sense of that word.

Three times earlier in the day I thought I had my blip - see extras.

When I arrived home this was unfolding at the foot of the garden.  It went on for ages, the colours so bright, positively psychedelic the the camera didn't quite know what to do with itself.  Hand on heart no processing here.

With apologies to southern blippers who seem to have pinched our usual autumn weather.