Melrose Maples.

I'm beginning to tire of the solitary life. It's all very well being able to eat when I feel like it and play my choice of music as loud as I like (no neighbours within earshot).  But then there's only me  to lug the logs in and tow the wheelie bins down the hill (and up).  But only a couple of days to go till TM returns. I will have to have a big tidy-up tomorrow.

Today was mostly misty and mild. I went to Melrose for the essentials of life - bananas and sewing thread.  And took a picture of some very golden trees through the Abbey railings. They look like sycamores, but I think they might be maples?