The trees have lost most of their leaves now and so much more is visible on our riverside walks in the mornings, although the early dark nights mean we don't get to see much of anything on the evening walk. My little torch comes in handy for finding things to pick up … if you know what I mean and are a countryside dog walker yourself ;-)
It's surprising how differently things look in the dark.
There are not that many pathways illuminated with the lights of caravans now as the occupants have nearly all gone. This week there has been a mass exodus after the caravan owners Christmas party at the weekend. We wander round the caravan park paths at night, much safer than the slippy riverbank or muddy field. Suky helpfully uses the toilet under one the half dozen lampposts that are dotted around the place usually, but Mavis doesn't really wait to be floodlit … when a dog has to go a dog has to go and all that!!
In between dog walks I can be found working or blogging at the computer, catching up with reading and generally pottering about sorting out things that need sorting in the Van. It's time to whittle away at things, although with the absolute chaos at home we have not been able to take anything home up to now ... there would be nowhere to put it.
Cupboards are sealed shut at home in Wales, rooms are empty of furniture or completely piled up with furniture depending on which room the painters are up to. There are not even any books available to read they are all boxed up and packed away.
I'll stay here, here there is usually coffee brewing and there are 'sweet, simple things that remind me that life doesn't have to be complicated to be beautiful'.