I am, as is often the case, still up because MasterB is enjoying some Outside Time. His Outside Time makes me feel increasingly that to move somewhere with a catflap and private garden, however small, would significantly improve the quality of his life. And mine. Hartley and Smudge, the two black and white fur balls are also outside in our garden. Hartley is very friendly to me and would be friendly to MasterB, but the objet of his affection is playing Hard to Get. Actually, I think Hartley is looking for a new home where he would gets lots of love and attention. I don’t think it’s my home, but I wish him luck.
As I have heard nothing to the contrary, I believe Ann is still alive. Ridiculous, but I can’t help feeling if she has made it through the weekend she might still surprise everyone and rise again from her sick bed.
Octavia has been looking for talcum powder and not finding it. Since she said this I have seen talcum powder on sale everywhere. There is a mystery here I am not sure I am qualified to solve. Continue reading
It’s been warm and sunny all weekend, but there is a quality to the light that speaks of autumn.
I don’t have to go far to see autumn colours. They are right here in our garden.
Tonight I am keen to achieve my objective of sleep before midnight, so this is a necessarily short post, but with pictures.
An autumnal St James’ Park, in Central London, by Buckingham Palace. Continue reading
Aunt lives by a river too. Although it is connected to where I have das Boot, unfortunately it isn’t possible for me to visit her by water. How cool would that be? Continue reading
I’m not the greatest wildlife photographer and was probably too busy enjoying the chat to concentrate well yesterday. Here are some of the birds I saw both at Aunt’s and on our river trip.
Autumn White Rose
I don’t know what to make of the weather. It was raining just now, but warm rain. Tropical October in South London?
The colours in the garden have changed and are changing. Most of the vivid pinks of the hollyhocks have gone. The red roses are over. Continue reading
When the sun shines on the grapes and through the leaves I almost warm to autumn. Some of our grapes are sweet, most are sour. You can’t tell be looking, so we are pulling a lot of faces.
Maybe I’ll stick to photographing them for a few days more. Continue reading
One minute I’m having lunch, and the sun is shining in a blue sky. A couple of hours later, I’m scrabbling in my bag and hoping I’ve got some bike lights. Snap your fingers and it’s dusk.
When you think of cities, it is usually buildings, shops, people that come to mind. But even in this most urban of environments there is growth of the green and more colourful kind.
A small park in front of Victorian flats softens their outline.
Park by the Flats
After yesterday’s grey skies, today was bright and mild. At ground level in the garden, some things are growing, some things have fallen, and some seem to mysteriously hang onto water.
We have various types of funghi, most are dull or menacing, but this one I like.
Cup Cake Funghi
I love the strawberry fruit. The blackbirds do too, but for different reasons. One of my neighbours complains they are messy.
Strawberry Fruit and Leaf
It didn’t rain, but these leaves were wet. Continue reading