A cherry blossom walk

through Dawson Park.

Mr G and I had a great time at the wedding yesterday, but boy do we suffer the next day. It's a tiredness hangover issue we're having probably because we're past coping with late nights.

Earlier in the week, I speculated this would be the case and I planned a lazy Sunday anyway.

We got take out cake and latte from a local farm shop cafe and sat at Broughty Ferry beach watching the swans and the world go by.

Afterwards, we decided to have walk around Dawson Park, the cherry blossom is very seductive and couldn't resist going there.

Mr G watching Grand Prix

I'm in the summerhouse reading

and Claire is staying over at her Gran's house.

Bliss.