There is a sense of life beginning again in the autumn. Today is the first proper drizzly day of October, a day for Wellington boots and splodging through fallen leaves, and daydreaming. A stack of new books on the bedside table, hot coffee, a new black pen. Reheating a pot of soup on the stove and thinking of all the adventures we'll have!
No comments:
Post a Comment
House Rules: I'm so glad you'd like to comment on my blog, but comments without a name or some kind of sobriquet will be automatically deleted. Sorry if that cramps your style, but them's the breaks.