One November morning...

[Catherine]

..I looked out the bedroom window and leaves were flying everywhere!

The Field Maple which I had tended very carefully since I moved here was shedding its golden leaves too quickly for me. I felt sad.

Then I looked down at the base of the tree... could my lovely Field Maple be trying to tell me something as I am preparing to move away?

[rolf]

Lovely photos Catherine, of course it is.

[Catherine]

I'd like to think so, Rolf! -

Well Mike and Jack are coming down to help me clear them up tomorrow, as well as get some things ready for my move in about two weeks.

Wish those solicitors would get a move on and read the information sent so they don't ask any more stupid questions!