Not mine

Not my magnolia stellata but Dad's - and very lovely it is too. It was shining in the sunlight as Bailey and I went for a wander in the garden before lunch. The timing of capturing a blip was right as the light was no where near as good later on. 

We had a very straightforward journey over to the other side. Leaving home at about twenty past seven, light and dry virtually all the way except for a cloud burst near Forton Services. Bailey was grumpy most of the way but cheered up when we arrived. He's had two walks 'reacquainting' himself with the immediate area and a bit of snoozing.