Making lists. Holiday lists -things to read, things to do, things to wear, things to eat, things to drink and things for George to remember to do before he leaves the house on Saturday to join us in Cornwall (visions of taps left running, windows left open, laptops left switched on and bursting into flames......).
Reading The Cure of Souls -number 4 in the Merrily Watkins series by Phil Rickman. May need to take the remaining 8 on holiday.
Watching the rain fall.
Hoping I won't be watching it fall in Cornwall.
Looking through my blog notebook at all my post ideas and wondering why I don't feel like converting any of them into actual posts.
Thinking that maybe blogging works best if you don't plan but just go where inspiration takes you, and also that trying to write 15 posts a month is wildly optimistic.
Eating leftover bean soup for lunch with toast and sausage and onion baguettes for supper.
Wishing I hadn't bought so much flipping lettuce again. Just before we go away as well. What was I thinking?
Feeling a breath of autumn in the air.
The Quince Tree will be on holiday for a couple of weeks but may still pop up on Instagram.