I like trees

This was not always the case - as I'm sure Pippilongstock will testify. There are countless pictures of me crying under trees as a child. I can't even remember why now; maybe I just didn't like not being able to see the sky...

Anyway, I walk past this collection of trees at least twice a day now that we're back into pre-school routine. I often admire them, but today was the first time I'd stopped to take a picture. I daresay I will be blipping them again as we move into autumn. Watching the leaves change colour and keeping track of the seasons with Little G on our daily walk is one (two?) of life's little pleasures.