Posted by Loulou on Oct 8, 2013 | 3 comments

I have noticed, in my meanderings in the garden, that evening is coming sooner than it used to. I have also noticed that when I awake, stretching my little lithe body down the length of the bed and yawning my little pink-mouthed yawn, that it is dark as a dungeon and I think, maybe it is still night and I should just sleep, but I know it’s not night...