Then there is the random pink bush, which I once tried to grow in my Sydney garden, and it never looked like anything, and then apologised and just died. How good it looks in the colder region climate of Canberra.
It could be called cruel, but here is mum and Cat with the lovely autumn leaves Saturday night. I didn't even think it was that cold, but then I was not sitting still on a cold bench. Cath is wearing a falling leaves scarf in merino/silk lace weight from the Knittery. And last of all, Stash PR0N from the Celebration of Wool in Canberra (the reason for the trip after all)
Labels: falling leaves, stash

