Seeking Solace

Len has discovered my comfy rocking chair in the conservatory where there is a good light for reading, albeit it was getting a tad chilly. Snow has been threatened. 

I'm not sure whether his finger was edging outwards to make a gesture but the book, a Christmas present, might have provided guidance on his current status.

I didn't mean for the hedge in the border to emerge out of his head.

Leicester Bach Choir rehearsal tonight. Flos Campi and An English Mass.