At last, after such a wet summer, some autumn colour is starting to appear.
These little trees are always the first to change. They grow on a shallow layer of earth on top of what is actually a lid over the very busy coast road to Tynemouth and Whitley Bay. I look forward to the day when their roots start to grow down inside the tunnel.
The church is Holy Trinity, where C down the road got married the other week, with her beloved old dog, Flower, walking down the aisle as bridesmaid, wearing a large rose in her collar.