My Autumn Almanac

A busy day at my Mother's home. My sister and I did some useful gardening jobs which included putting the netting screen over the pond  to catch falling leaves which would other wise clog up the pond. We also put Peter the tortoise, in his bed of hay, in the shed for the winter.
It made me think of the Kinks' "Autumn Almanac" 
The hen pheasant I blipped yesterday was back in the garden and fearlessly came up to me, which  makes me think she was possibly hand reared. She needs to become more wary, or she'll end up as dinner for a local fox or sparrow hawk.   

Later on, I  drove my Mother and sister  to a local hospital  so my Mother could have a couple more little  skin cancers removed, this time from her scalp. Apparently,  on this occasion the  surgeon has  used dissolvable  stitches so fortunately no further attention is required. After  I had dropped off the ladies at the hospital  I  drove back to Winchester and they  got a taxi back to my Mum's house once  the procedure was completed.   
Tonight my  husband  treated me by making us these delicious  puff pastry tarts with red onion, balsamic vinegar, feta cheese, olives and basil.