A little William Wordsworth.

This is the only photo of the day , handwritten and sent to me by my mum many years ago . Precious indeed, the meaning behind the words really resonate .

A busy day , ticking off more jobs , paperwork, purchasing new walking boots , attempting a tidy up , several walks .
Tomorrow will be a different sort of day !

The nights are drawing in, darkness falls earlier and it’s starting to feel cooler , the season is a turning !!