Noisy trees

We have spent the day with Jem and Mik. It was fine enough for us to be sitting in their garden where we were overlooked by these magnificent pines from a nearby garden. It was a breezy day so the trees were quite noisy, and every now and then red kites would circle overhead, uttering their plaintive cry.
A bonus was the quick visit of grandson George, it was such a pleasure to see him.
We stayed until the evening so that Norman and Jem could watch the rugby together. After the result they probably wished they hadn’t.