Blousey Peonies

Peonies do rather remind me of tarts letting themselves all hang out. But they do it so beautifully.

Used a reflector to the right to get some more light on to the flowers.

Len joined Basil and me for a walk up the old railway line and into White Horse Wood this afternoon. We had a shower this morning that set off one of the flood alarms but nothing  much after that. In fact, the temperature was rather pleasant.

After I've uploaded this, I feel I must go and record another Thomas the Tank Engine story for William. I have neglected him the past three weeks because I've been so intent on recording my singing and adjusting the tripod is such a pain.