Rob and his Ballerina

It was a lovely afternoon and we took a stroll down to the donkeys, as their pasture is wonderful for wax cap fungi. And surprise! The Ballerina was there and looking delightful in her pink tutu !
Sadly, there’s been no sign of Marge lately and her car is gone. We fear she has gone into care, or worse. There’s been no one to ask, although the donkeys are being looked after presumably by her son. She was a real mine of local history information and delighted by her rare fungi. We miss her.
Just been out to look at the Aurora borealis vey pink.