Saturday, October 30

YEAR:  2021 | Tags:  | | |

Verandah, 11:00


I wander in and out of the garden. Outside, I make an attempt to sweep up all the remaining leaves. Inside, I talk about what I have done outside.

Looking around I can see that the trees have not shed quite all their leaves yet, but they have shed almost all of them.

As I walk in and out I notice the wooden bowl on the table in the verandah: the Glass Room as we have come to call it, to distinguish it from all the other glass rooms. The bowl contains a candles, some stones and various things we have collected over the years.

I especially like the stone with the face.