The writing is on the wall ...

... but goodness knows what it all means.
Blip thinks this image dates to January 4501, an impressive bit of time travel. This happened not so long ago when I went forward then back in time. Like life, all very confusing.

We went down to Farranamanagh Lough this afternoon as it was so beautiful - the colours are looking so good and there were many birds washing and flapping and pootling in the water. I think there might have been some Whooper swans too, fresh in from Iceland.

I have also made the Christmas cake so am feeling very virtuous. It smells fantastic!


It's Thursday so there must be abstraction.