….suddenly a noisy scurrying from the edge
and a group of partridge ran and settled in the middle of the field
two pheasant felt far enough away on the fence and stared
a robin sang his song in the tree until he was ready to fly off…
Gill McGrath© morning of October 25 diary
I do not like wet Sundays. I do not like wet cameras.
Beans bending over say dont pick me again
And a couple of bird baths keep filling with rain
The Sand toys sit abandoned all ready to store
And the sulking blue flowers are a bit of a bore
The yellow nasturtium looks sad ‘cos its late
And the Virginia creeper is turning RED by the gate!
Your time of year Emma!!… Love Rosie xxx
Dear Emma, Here is the virginia creeper. It is turning red.I guess the spider is still in there somewhere. I didn’t see him hanging around. perhaps he went into hiding yesterday….maybe he didn’t like the sun.Maybe he could see me creeping about,but I couldn’t even see the web. The gentian violets are sulking in the rain today.Take care.love Rosie
Dear Emma, There is a big spider here somewhere, Love Rosie
Gill McGrath 