How pleased I am that it is November.
For me, it is a "free" month. A lay low month. A time to settle in.
My little studio is almost ready for use. How I long to hide away there with my new altered book project that is for me alone. No class to guide me but my own intuition.
An escape into a world of small.
The giant hydrangea bush is in its most gloriously magical and romantic state
this morning's dawn has brought a surprising gift of warmth
This starburst of soft red is a welcome sight, but really must be over-wintered in the ground
And me? I'm just a shadow of my former self
but all the richer for it!