Yesterday was the most glorious day. A soft blue sky and a warm sun - amazing considering November is only 3 days away.
I think the garden colours rival those we saw at
Westonbirt last week.
I'm not a big fan of spiders.
I have been know to exit squeaking and at speed at the sight of large and hairy specimens, but aren't spiders webs just wonderful?
A gentle stroll takes us out of Froxfield, passing by a pretty, rickety gate and up and over the hill to the canal.
En-route there's an autumnal bountifulness of old man's beard and fruiting ivy. It is a really luscious day.
Mr B and me with surprisingly well behaved puppy dogs.
We had such gentle sunshine, such warm still air and perfect reflections in the water, that on such a day as this, we could do no other than be grateful and to count our blessings.
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