Uplifting turn of events

After coming to terms with my broken washing line I went up into the field in search of plums, well, actually the trees are dripping this year and I thought I'd better pick some to give away. Anyway I suddenly realised that the prayer flags were letting it all hang out too. Blowing prayers on the wind, it almost made me want to make my own, these have come from Tibet or Nepal or somewhere. These have lost their colour now as they been in situ for quite some time but nonetheless I thought I'd take a photo of them to share. As this is not a blog about plums I've not included the pictures I took of the dripping fruit. Can't seem to upload it... maybe I've done too much writing in this bit.  I'll publish this bit then try doing the picture.