Blossom.

I was determined that I wasn’t going to work overtime yesterday and I succeeded. It was my birthday (forty-eleven sounds better than fifty-one), but I spent the day doing housework and clearing out my car in preparation for collecting the new one.

Another day off today and it’s been another scorcher. I went in to Gala for some shopping and on my way back stopped to take some shots of this tree which is about half way up my street. In previous years I have blipped it on the nineteenth to twenty first of April, so I reckon it’s about two weeks late this year.

I’m no further forward on choosing a new job, but I really should make my mind up soon.