Snow was still clinging to shaded areas on our walk around Harpley this morning.

 Checking out the beautiful library, at Ushaw Moor Historic House, usually closed to the public, but opened today with tickets. We weren’t allowed to touch anything, but it was incredible just seeing these fabulous ancient tomes.

 Another snowy day, and the setting sun’s colors were caught in the crystal hanging in my lounge window.

 The first snow of the season. This is the cherry tree in the little park by my house just after it began this morning.

 I’ve always loved this retro looking industrial tower in Middlesbrough, so had to stop and snap a photo, especially with all the smoke spewing skywards. 

 I can’t eat a single meal without having to fight off this heathen. His face and paws force their way into every plate. He has no self respect.

 Loved this veterans tribute at the church as I passed through Kirk Merrington today.

 Trying out an abstract photo on my phone. I think it worked pretty well.

 The U.S. Mint ended the production of pennies yesterday, so I’m glad I hung onto my glass bank brick jammed full of them.

Thursday, November 13, 2025

 At the Durham Lumiere Festival. This bicycle wheel installation was my favourite.

 Mr Blue Skye, absolutely disgusted that I had the cheek and audacity to offer him a bite of my banana. Obviously, I won’t dare do it again.

 Tricksie Treat, determined to catch my attention, since it’s gone past Treat Time, which should have been 7pm exactly. 

 The Bedburn Beck, running through Hamsterley Forest, looks lovely with the autumn colors reflecting in the water. 

 Exploring Blackhall Rocks beach, a few minutes from home. Found another handful of sea glass.

 A misty morning walk with a group at Sunniside.

 I never thought I’d ever be sat in a school staff room, but here we are, covering an admin assistant position for a day.

 A car light swung past the house, casting pretty shadows from my roses against the window blinds.

 A superb breakfast at the Flight Ranch this morning  with my brother.

 Mr Blue Skye had no intention of appearing grateful at being wrapped up like a burrito, but did realize after a few minutes that he was liking that ‘cozy feeling’. 

 A very windy day with showers, a perfect setting for filling up the slow cooker and making a pork stew. 

Saturday, November 1st, 2025

 At Whitby for their annual Goth Fest. There were hundreds dressed up, the streets were packed.

 I drove around Weardale today, stopping to walk around Stanhope, Frosterley, and Wolsingham. The scenery is absolutely gorgeous.