Our warm weather continues. The sky today was a glorious blue. Sitting outside a pub this evening I lloked up at the pub sign and took this picture.
The barman saw me and came to tell us a story about George IV. The light on the houses was beautiful, sun and shade.
Even here, where there was a fire on Saturday night, and the council hoarding of hateful pink normally depresses me, there was a brash beauty.The buildings are under threat. The local society wants them retained and used.
These three windows caught my eye when I was nearly home.
And MasterB was wild in the cherry tree.