Finished reading Every Thing You Are by Kerry Anne King.
Morning stroll. Rivers rather high, thanks to the recent rain.
Finished listening to The French Promise by Fiona McIntosh, read by Madeleine Leslay.
Lovely morning walk in the chill of Autumn.
A moment of peace in the madness!
Even in October the garden still has surprises for me.
Last evening’s doodling. Not sure how much will get done once the puppy arrives on Friday.
Finished listening to Caedmon’s Song, by Peter Robinson, read by Kristin Atherton.
Ultimate facepalm moment this morning, when I got to the penultimate page of “Cantique de Jean Racine” only to realise the last page was missing. 😱 Note to self not to rely on sight-reading skills *quite* so much in future. ☹️