Monday 17 November

Mild, damp morning with just enough sun to show the beauty of Autumn.

 Gulls making use of the Tern Raft, until the feisty Terns come again next year and reclaim it.

 This is the time of reflection, not only of the trees in the water but our selves

 to sit quietly and reflect on all things

 I find I sit reflecting on things past, looking back more & more, when young I looked forward, strange how we change as we age.

 I call this no2 bridge in the park, I love to look what is growing from the walls and banks

This White Dead Nettle - Lamium album will flower as long as possible - is there only me that grows this now

Take Care