Jeremy Cherfas
Art!
I don’t mean to be churlish, and I’m very grateful to have got it back, but I do wish it were a different colour.
Spooooky feast.
The cosmos is going crazy.
NB not a metaphor.
Deserved.
A little later today.
Time for a coffee.
Just, you know, crossing the river.
There’s a first for everything. Never before been served anchovies still in the tin. They were good, I admit.
Not really a fungus foray, just some fruiting bodies I happened to spot on my customary walk.