Finding comfort in roasted chestnuts after voting and walking on a blustery day.
A strange zeppelin-clouded day, farewelling the people at my lovely corner post-office, and wondering whether I need to cancel some of my commitments.
A late night, rugging up for a foreshore ride under a cloudy sky and preparing for a 250 words a day challenge.
Miranda’s writing challenge
The end of an autumnal April, a bike ride home and a trail of Epsom Salts.
Rugging up with my beautiful new scarf as I head off to my in-the-flesh writing group (and chocolate pudding).
Another perfect day – giving my arm a rest after a good bout of writing.