Sunday morning was a delightful autumn day in Dorset here at the Red Lion.
We are the only campers on site.
Also when we went to Danny's house I was the only person in our party wanting to walk round the village today. However Danny himself went for a half-Marathon run via Durdle Door and then a long bath with tea and pastries. Excellent.
Whilst I roam about seeking views I like.
The neglected broom or what northern people call 'a long-handled sweeping brush'.
Inside the village hall Harriet's artists' requisites await attention.
And the leaf mould rots down very, very slowly.
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