Dear new laptop, So far, so good. I’ve only been using you for a day, but I am already enjoying the benefits of your speed and efficiency. Hopefully the days of ‘Not responding’ are far behind me.
Dear robin, It was nice to see you yesterday, close to the house again, and also to spot you in my elderly neighbour’s garden when I popped round to help her out with a problem she was having with her radio. It’s such a shame that her sight is not good enough to be able to see you.
Dear street sweeper, I’m always sad to see you at this time of year, sweeping up all the beautiful autumn leaves from the pavements and putting them into green plastic bags. I’m sure it’s something to do with health and safety for the pedestrians, but you are denying many people the pleasure of kicking through piles of crisp leaves.
Dear mulled wine, Yes, I know it is only November, but I think you count as an autumnal drink, not just a festive one. Don’t you? I enjoyed the glass (or two) that I had last night.
Dear garden hedge, The gardener made an excellent job of you yesterday and you are looking very neat and tidy.
I’m ending with a photo of the Heavy Horse sculpture which stands beside the motorway just outside Glasgow, on the road that takes me in and out on my journey to visit my mum. When I passed last week it was wearing its large red poppy, so I thought that today, the 11th of November, was a very apt day to share the photo again.