The weather in the village was undoubtedly summery last week, but I still managed to take some rather Christmassy photos.
No, that’s not snow, although there were days a week or more ago when it appeared to be blowing a veritable blizzard. I’ve had a quick look on Google and gather that it’s the seeds from poplar trees – chopo – though whether black or white, I don’t know.
And the berries on the right aren’t holly, either. They are in fact cherries.
There were very few that were truly ripe when I took that photo, but they should be just about perfect now. They must have been earlier a couple years ago when I posted what life isn’t.
It’s a pity I’m travelling at the moment and likely to miss them all.