Gnarly

Visited our favourite old ladies in the woods today. Why do I think they are female? I suppose trees are associated with nymphs, but these are long past that stage. More like ancient crones.

We're trying to get into the routines of Autumn - singing and dancing starting up again, the dreary business of sensible eating after all the holiday treats, and getting the garden ready for winter.  Regular walks must be fitted in, in the hope that some of the poundage gained over the summer can be shed before I find I can't zip up my padded jacket.