Quiet as a church here this morning. Hubby is nose deep in the Saturday papers and the dogs have taken to their beds for a nap after their morning walk.
Looking out the window, I would say it looks very fallish out there, dark gray clouds and the trees are being thrown about by high winds. Said trees have many leaves already turning tawny coloured and the poor birch, which is always the first to give up its leaves, has carpeted the ground since just yesterday. Yes it is autumn, a season I love despite the fact it means that winter is not far behind.
I am assembling my material for a short project, making Christmas ornaments.
A little wren in redwork, though none are to be seen these early fall days.