Wednesday, October 21, 2020

one more


Winter arrives on Sunday or Monday, if the weather forecast is to be believed  (which is no sure thing, in these parts) - in the meantime, about three or four slightly crumpled, diminished morning glory flowers.  But still they try - now with a background of autumn leaves ...

Of course, looking back at the pics for this year at some future date, it's going to be a curious rhythm: repetition with differences; slowly changing seasons; a range of feline expressions; a collection of political signage.   I often feel there's not much to say - but the actual record of same-but-different will just about sum up the day to day of life in the time of Covid.

 

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