Our colourful world.

Our village has been yarn bombed for the first time, they tried last year, but not enough poppies were made, it's so nice to see colourful including purple and white poppies everywhere, the shop windows are adding to the displays. 

We took a walk through our park, the leaves on the trees are changing colour and dropping. We do love to be so close to this wonderful space. 

We still have some blooms giving colour, this is a favourite spot for little ones on bikes the path goes around this bed, plus a couple of benches to sit and watch them, it's off the main path, so they are not likely to crash into anyone.

These rose beds always flower late into the cold season, each bed full of one colour and each bed is a different shade to the others. Hubby loitering waiting for me to take my photo's. 

We love our village, it's an interesting place to live, we have all the day to day amenities which we require, including a library, and loads of places to relax and enjoy ourselves, just a very short bus trip to Fareham, and on the express bus route to both Portsmouth and Southampton. 

It's firework time, some are very loud, and for the first time in ages I am missing Grace, she hated the noise and would always snuggle on my lap, our local facebook page is full of moaners, this happens every year, it's only for a couple of weeks and not every night, I believe in 'live and let live'. and the bangs remind me someone is having fun. 

I've had another birthday this week, a very quiet affair, which suits me, hubby got me a gardening book I wanted, we had lunch out with daughter and a Chinese takeaway later, so no cooking, with a nice glass of red wine. 

It's also a sad time as hubby's eldest sisters husband passed away, it was expected but quicker than thought, he had been poorly for a while and had Alzheimer's which complicated things. As they live in Newcastle, it's too much of a trip to get to the funeral, hubby is having his second cataract done on Monday and it's too far for me to drive.