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The months go so quickly at the moment, but my photos remind me of what we’ve been doing. Mugdock continues to be a joy – harder now the nights are drawing in, but walks in the later afternoon help to blow away the cobwebs. And there was a kestrel.
I can’ t believe how quickly this month has flown. Uni’s back (though most of us never went away), autumn is here, the nights are drawing in. We’ve been driving out for walks when we can, always with cameras slung around our necks. Here’s a selection from Mugdock this month
A holiday. A month ago it didn’t seem possible, but here we are, staying in a lodge outside Oban. Beautiful views:
Lots of birds – like this heron hunting outside our window:
And this one down by the shore:
At Kilmore, which is lovely:
Flocks of birds (geese?)
And, from McCaigs tower, we saw Mull in the distance:
I can rarely find a bookmark when I want one – I use scraps of paper, post it notes, whatever I have to hand. I remember trips to bookshops as a child, the thrill of a book token for Xmas or a birthday, swapping the token for a stack of new books, picking up a handful of free bookmarks at the till. Now I buy most of my books online, of course. But sometimes I take a book from my shelf and find a real book mark inside it – like this one, made for me by Algot:
So here’s my latest project – a series of bookmarks doodled in odd moments – some from daily doodle prompts, others just because. Now I am addressing envelopes and awaiting postage stamps so I can send them around the world.
Today I got an email: “Please find attached a fold-your-own zine titled: Echo. Zine”
Exciting! What would it be? I opened the attachment and followed the instructions.
I pondered, I wondered, I got out my colour pencils.
I coloured, I savoured the words.
I pondered, I remembered Steller.
I did not remember my password!
Eventually I got access. I played for a while.
Time to stop dithering. I publish. I did not add a description. You can imagine it is there.
Thanks Wendy 🙂
This is my Granny, Constance May Hobbs. Her father had a soft furnishing company that went to the wall during WW1, so she left school at 14, but was fiercely proud of her teacher husband, her 4 children and all her grandchildren. She was so talented at crafts – she painted, knitted, embroidered. My favourite flower vase was made by her and I have two of her embroidered cushions on my sofa.
When Grandpa died I went to live with her – she taught me how to read cookery books and adapt recipes, how to love the evening skies, how to drive faster than my mum thought safe (she was like the Red Queen in a passenger seat – always urging me to “go faster”).
I still miss her.