Scots Pines Flourishing and a New Family Member

Long time followers may remember that in 2013 I mentioned that growing from between some rotting floorboards of the then rather sad looking coal truck which came from Aviemore were some seedling trees.  Scots pines I thought - unsurprisingly.  Well I removed them carefully and planted them in the garden to the north.

Here, seven years later, is one of them looking very healthy indeed:

Meanwhile the north garden is bursting with natural colour with the self-sown aquilegias

Scots pines seem to like Yorkshire.

Hopefully, so too will Gilly - as yet a tiny puppy but when she's a bit older she will become the 'companion animal' at the Gerrards Cross abode:

Presently Gilly is literally only a handful.

Before long she could be a metaphorical one too?

I wonder how many pups born these days are named Covid?