Return of the Traveller

I'm back from my travels. A week with family in England. Two weeks touring Scotland in the company of the Men of Note male voice choir. Then a week wandering in my favourite city.... St Johns, Newfoundland.
And now I'm back home in Ontario, Canada, the suitcase is stored away, the laundry is done and folded, the fridge is restocked, and I'm waiting for the next adventure to start. Not quite sure what that adventure is going to be though, as I have nothing planned other than enjoying the remains of the summer with my grandies.
Meanwhile I'll post some pics of my travels and hope I won't bore you too much.
Here's my cousin's house in Suffolk. This gnarled cherry tree was grown from a cherry stone planted more than 30 years ago.

It was a small farmhouse back in the 1600s, then was expanded in the 1700s, 1800s and 1900s. When my cousins bought the property, it was derelict with weeds growing through the broken windows and holes in the roof. They moved in, along with workmen of all trades, and subsequently brought up four daughters here.
We had a week long mini family reunion here. Five cousins, sisters E, J, J (all from England), M (from Australia), and me (from Canada), and including cousin's children with their spouses, and cousin's grandchildren, and a couple of foreign exchange students from Spain and Germany. It was HOT and sunny and we made good use of the swimming pool.
Such a joy to be able to keep in touch with extended family, even though we are scattered around the globe.