Sidelines

11 December 2020

The early winter weather has been changeable to say the least.

In which I decide to break a self-imposed rule.

Under self-imposed semi-house-arrest. Phase two of the Squirrel Wars. Binge reading. A brace of anniversaries.

Geese and a genealogist.

My first mole.

Spooked some roe deer.

Seasonal fungi.

A cloud sea, some railings, and some photogenic workmen.

A visit from Philip and his phamily.

In which I find an excuse to treat myself to a new rucksack.

The last day of summer. An opening salvo against the squirrels.

A final session down on the rocks.