Umming and aahing and waiting for a friend.
Sad that a favourite place is being forced to close.
Walking between rain and wind and leaves.
High winds at Cornelian Bay.
A walk in the dark after relinquishing my iPad.
1701 that is really 1702! Still a birthday podcast on an exquisite day.
Footpaths and poets and an evening sky.
Greeted by rosellas and disporting myself in the autumn sun.
Autumn in the garden and a peak around the bookshop.
Easter moon, the sensitivity of the tongue and hunting for oats.