I've missed the geese on my morning walks.
Now I know where they are.
Down the other end of the basin in Diane's garden
hanging out with a pheasant!
Meanwhile the marshland around the dikes
is turning into gorgeous warm autumnal colours.
Funny that we are given this visual feast of warmth
before the white coolness (freezingness!) of winter takes over.
The studio needs a clean-up
But not too much...
It's good to keep....
things in sight...
to remind me of where I have come from....
and perhaps where the next stitching should go.