This week has been back to normal for us after H’s long two-week half term. Normally I don’t like it when he goes back and whilst there’s a bit of that this time too, I have liked getting back into the routine again. The main thing I miss is the lazy mornings, but we managed one of those on Thursday because his school have a strange day where they all go in separately for a one to one meeting with their form teacher to discuss their progress, but there were no lessons to attend. H’s appointment wasn’t till mid morning, so we didn’t have to get moving too quickly.
Last weekend though my brother came up to see my Mum and brought up his new puppy to stay. He stayed with me and whilst the puppy was very good with Amber, my remaining cat, Amber wasn’t so keen in return. I couldn’t help wondering what Bracken would have made of the puppy, but we’ll never know now.
Until this week there seemed to be quite a lot of green on the trees, but over the last week or so the view in the back garden has become a sea of yellow. Strangely there seems very little red or brown at the moment. There’s still lots of green out the back because of the grass and the evergreen hedges.
I’ve been out in the back garden taking a few autumnal pictures this week as a bit of an escape from the more mundane gift guide pictures that I’ve been mostly taking. I think though I should have ventured a little further afield as there isn’t much variety in colour in the back. Maybe I should get a bush or small tree that goes red in the autumn for a bit of contrast. Other than that I’ve been doing more swimming: three times so far this week. It’s getting ever easier to do 40 lengths (or the 50 I do if I have a bit more time). I’m starting to wonder if I shouldn’t find a way to push myself a bit harder, but I don’t feel I can devote much more time to it, so it would have to fit into the time I am already using for swimming.
November is a birthday month in my family with my sister, my dad, my brother-in-law, my niece and two of my nephews having birthdays this month. I’d been really organised this year and got everyone except Dad done a while ago. I half expected him to ask me to get a book for him, but as he didn’t I ended up picking out some westerns for him to read. Western novels have been difficult to get hold of for years as they seemed to go out of fashion and for a while I used to have to get them from second-hand shops. Hay-on-Wye was always a good place to find them as the town is full of second-hand bookshops. More recently though it’s been easier to get them online and with every passing year Amazon seems to have a better selection.