I woke up so full of the joys of autumn this morning that I made an impromptu podcast even though it is no-podcast Friday.
Clearing the decks so that I can tilt myself towards my writerly retreat next week.
Taking you for a walk on Knocklofty and trying to nudge myself into focusing on my Surge week.
Celebrating the change of season with chestnuts roasted on an ozpig fuelled by gumnuts, and settling into my writing month.
A time change and a sense of a writerly season emerging after the hiatus of easter and grandoffspring.