I woke up alone. Tim had left and gone to London before my eyes had opened. A mug of tea kept me company to start my Wednesday.
I have been going through photos to make up a poster for the WOKAS Open Day on Saturday. Seeing pictures of the grandchildren as babies, toddlers and the antics they got up to and the defeats they have made me feel squeezy of my heart - I love them so much.
The trees are turning and the ripening sweet chestnuts are being closely watched by the squirrels.
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Sweet chestnuts for wisdom Pen and Watercolour 290/366 |
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