Jane, it's the same old view out there, but buffeted by wind and rain and cold! And yes, I did leave it too late to take this week's shots so here are the last few days around the house. This is my one pear from my Christmas pear tree.
We took off through the farmer's fields behind us on Sunday afternoon- when Autumn was still kind and mellow and bright!
Mattman was remembering the days when we would read "Going on a Bear Hunt", as we re-enacted the splishy sploshy river, the onomatopoeic mud and the high grass!
We forget most times that we are a little bit high. High enough to look down on the Lough if you get a clear break in the suburbs.
And home through the farmyard, where things are taking on a decidedly end of October appearance. I will work on rotating my picture of their seasonal butler who would otherwise hang horizontally across your view and be even more spooky than he already is.
Here too the pumpkins are gathering. I have plans for these two at the weekend. Thanks to another Jane for the tea cosy. I only wish I had made it myself!
And here we are. Remains of the day: homework debris and Prince Charming's fantasy football entries (and there's something I never thought I'd say). You can't hear the rain, but I can....