A walnut

I made a batch of apple streusel muffins as Katie and Andrew had some friends coming.
Then the torrential rains stopped and we took Pepper to the Frozen Valley for a walk and ball chuck.
This was lovely until Pepper decided to see what would happen if she dropped her ball down the river bank! Sadly she watched it float away under the bridge and off down the rapids towards Heysham and the Irish Sea.
Then we had to convince her that it really had gone and it was game over. Sad doggy.
Back home I noticed that the walnuts were dropping and there were real nuts inside! First time ever and must be due to the hot summer I suppose, or maybe maturity of the tree? It’s now 25 years old!