Will you walk into my parlour...

Said the spider to the fly. I have taken dozens of photos today - lovely autumn colours, birds on the feeder and in the trees, vibrant asters in the garden, swans on the river, a honey bee buzzing sleepily around and not one has pleased me as much as three flies stuck in a web. I don't know what that says about me. If anything.

Been busy today dodging showers for walks, planting tulip bulbs (harder work than it sounds as I chose the rootiest, most compacted bit of garden I could find) and doing some prep for tomorrow. Gorgeous sunshine at times, heavy showers at others. I'm filthy from the garden. Going to Monday yoga soon, better scrub up first, and then I'll try to get to your journals.