Into November

Into November with some Autumnal trees.  Photos taken at the Dorothy Clive gardens early last week.

It was a short and lovely walk after coffee and a teacake in the tea room.  The colours were stunning.

What else have I been doing?  Mostly reading in the afternoons as I'm still not feeling great after the virus which pinched most of October.  I picked up a book in the library.  It sounded intriguing.  The words Curator, Castles and Medieval King sounded right up my street.

I'm halfway through and it is unusual and easy to read.  I'm enjoying it so far as it drifts between the present day and the court of the King.  I see it is shortlisted for this year's Booker prize.  I wonder if it will win?

Other books waiting on my kindle are:-

The Forgotten Bookshop in Paris by Daisy Wood and The Beaulieu Allotments Historical Society by Olivia Hayfield.

None of them my usual crime fiction choice of reading.  It will make a change.  I have two books by my favourite crime writers reserved at the library.  The Dying Light by Ann Cleeves and  Miss Wolcott's Ghost by Louise Penny.

I received an e-mail from the RSPB urging  me to vote for this year's 'Bird of the Year' 

There are five birds on the list, four listed as UK conservation status Red and one as Amber.  I was torn between two.  The Lapwing or Peewit as we used to call it as children.  Growing up in a small Derbyshire village the fields were full of them.  Cuckoos and House Martins also bring back memories of that time.  However I eventually opted for the Greenfinch because when we first came to live here they were one of the most often seen birds in the garden.  We've seen them dwindle over the last thirty years until we didn't see one for ages.  This last couple of years we've seen one or two pairs.  In fact there was one on the bird feeders this morning, I didn't have my camera handy when I saw it so no photos.
All for now. Take care.