Weather's still glorious out here. Mind you, we could do with some rain. I keep saying that. Bound to regret it. All too soon it'll be raining chats et chiens. Then the snow. Brr. In the meantime, might as well enjoy the sun while it lasts.

Been taking advantage of this meteorological clemency by giving the washing machine a bashing. Washed dozens (well, it seems like it) of sheets and duvet covers plus piles of my festering rags and hung them out to dry. Couple of hours in the sun and they're ready to be stashed away. Brilliant! Ironing? What's that?!

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The bright sunshine really brings out the autumn colours. Greens are turning to yellows and browns and sometimes bright oranges and reds. The back track to the granite cross has been completely transformed. Managed to grab a couple of hours yesterday and today (in-between washing duties - not to mention blasted tax form filling-in and posting), so ambled up there with easel and canvas to do a bit of painting. If the weather holds up I'll get up there again tomorrow (well, later today to be exact) to change a few things and add the finishing touches. Amazing how many people stopped and chatted: a family walking their Westie, the mayor farmer, another farmer and the Poussanges gang of holiday kids (they're back in town, er, hamlet). All very complimentary. But it ain't that good. I'm just an amateur artist from the Winston Churchill school of relaxing paint sploshing. I'll keep trying though.

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