Saturday

Autumn came early to our house. The leaves had a little assistance.
This poor little tree is now all cold and ready for winter.


That's not too severe a prune is it?

As Grandad and I were busy in the garden, Little Fish was taking care of things inside.
Refilling the feed pump and setting it back to run.
She's very helpful. I haven't yet let her plug it into Mog's button - I think I'll let her manage her own without tears before I set her loose on anyone else's. But she saves my sanity with her ability to stop the thing from bleeping.

And so, after a busy day, this:
I can't decide whether it's facing your fears or sleeping with the enemy. But I think it's safe to say they're getting used to each other.

Tia