Drifts of blossom

Out on my bike to procure some paraffin for the greenhouse heater I was cycling back home through Mote Park where the blossom was collecting along the side of the track in pink drifts.

That really was the highlight of the day. A bit of cooking in the morning, a walk then an hour or two in the garden continuing to create new beds around the greenhouse. Almost there now.

In the evening we both went to our respective music events. Susan to guitar and me to ukulele. There were only 8 of us tonight which made it very difficult for me to hide my many bum notes.