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.

 The town hall in Ferryhill is beautifully decorated for Remembrance Day.