Magnolia

Dad and I have always shared a love of gardening, amongst other things. Much of what I know I have gleaned from watching him potter in the garden. He has an allotment now, but also a wee garden at their house.

This tiny magnolia is full of flowers, just opening. Each time I walk past it, I swear there are more flowers than the last time.

I spent most of the day in Epsom with niece, E and her friend, G. They are bubbly 13-year-olds and were a lot of fun to be around. I'm exhausted now - I've walked about five miles today; not to mention walking around town.

Not much planned for this evening; a quiet one with a bit of telly, most likely.

~Barking~