Red garland

A large shrub full of red berries in the entrance of a church caught my eye today.  Part of it was trailing across an old gate post reminding me of a garland.  

Maybe it was because we had purchased our Christmas tree earlier that day, an amazingly simple affair as we went for the first one we saw.  Then we dropped our son off at the coach station for a five hour journey to London, he later texted to say they were running 50 minutes late, its going to be a long trip for him.