I'm back working on the barn again. For the moment I'm just doing some outdoor work; taking advantage of our beautiful warm autumn sunshine.
I've been right at the top of a very long 3 piece ladder, painting exterior wood cladding with a type of modern odourless creosote. I can't say that I have a pathological fear of heights, but nor do I enjoy them. I grit my teeth, think of what a wonderful life I've enjoyed so far, and throw caution to the winds. Luckily no mishaps so far.
The day's set task was finished by early afternoon, so I did a spot of my own painting then settled down with a glass of wine to admire the view. It's a view that never fails to intrigue me, which is probably why I so often post pictures of it. The photo was actually taken from inside our kitchen; from the table where I take breakfast.
Lady Magnon had gone on one of her regular long dog-walking afternoons with a few of her chums and their various/numerous pooches, so I was allowed to be as busy or lazy as I chose.
A fulfilling day, only disturbed by the sound of one or two crisp leaves falling from the vines.