The Cherry Trees that Keep on Giving

I can’t imagine what I would have done for a blip on another cheerless damp day in November if I did not have the Meadows’ cherry trees in their autumn glad rags spilling colour onto the grass and paths near the Dower House.
 I took the blip on my way back from a visit to daughter# 2 and my eldest grandson. He was back from Glasgow for the night to help celebrate her birthday this week. 

I’m looking forward to meeting up with the neighbours later this afternoon for our TGIF drinks. It’s a lovely way to end the week, but before I can enjoy myself, I must try and do some of these exercises I was given yesterday.