Like a work of art.

 Yes. It is a beautiful day and yes again, That is a fag hanging out of Lee's mouth.He completely refuses to give up smoking. Either won't or can't, which ever and it all comes down to the same thing. There is nothing I can say or do that will change that believe me I have tried. The cost both financially and mentally takes it's toll on me and stresses me out. I am now officially walking away from this one as people never change and I can accept that or not. I personally can not worry about it anymore, it is neither my body, mind or health. I just pay.

The day was so beautiful it looked like a work of art from a great artist. The view all the way to my Avalon was clear in the Autumn sun.

It is Friday and I got paid and we were on the way to Otley as is the tradition to go to the junk shops, church and walk on The Otley Chevin.

Beethoven was only mildly disapointed, as he likes the park at the moment. He soon got over this when we opened the car door and he belted out over the view to find his fave sniffs and any other dog he knows.

It was going to rain...but not yet.

Views over Otley as Beethoven snuggles up to me this dark morning. There is no sign of the morning light. There was a full moon last night so I am told but I did not see it last night or this morning. Other full moons have shone in the window. We are waiting for the light. 

I am tempted to put up Christmas decorations. I must hold off for at least another week though. I still have the option of not bothering to get the decorations out at all, which is still a very vivid idea! Other years I have got out every Christmas article I own and it takes me weeks to put it all back in the loft. It all gets as far as the first landing then I fall over it all in the night going to the bathroom.