Turning year

LH called me in haste from my wallowing in bed this morning to witness a wheeling and settling of house martins around the garden. Over summer we are usually populated by swallows so these beauties came from elsewhere, just stopping for about half an hour before suddenly vanishing. Dad even managed a squint through the binoculars.
The year is definitely turning. Poppydog and I walked behind Church Stretton with a chill in the air and some falling leaves. She naturally had a dip in the pond - what a nutter - brrrrrr!!!
Otherwise, prepping for the bathroom refit starting tomorrow. Quite excited that we might even get a functioning shower soon and praying that the water gods are kinder than they have been ....