The wind is blowing lots of immature seeds down from the trees over the road.
*Today's challenge. I thought of blipping Yvonne wearing my grandson's old water-wings, but I'm ashamed to say that neither B nor I had enough puff to blow them up, so that remains in the realms of might-have-been blips.
Still immersed in work, so continuing apologies, and I'll catch up soon. xxx