Faces in the Trees

L was riding and I joined her, carrying out a mega poo picking session with a friend who owns six horses.

These trees are on the boundary of one of the paddocks.  I was seeing all sorts of faces being made by the jumble of branches back lit by the only brightness we saw all day.  The wind continued to pick up throughout the morning, and rain started before we left.

Other than that it was a quiet day after 3 consecutive days of festivities.