The beautiful autumn weather has become somewhat chillier, though not cold, as I seem to remember the autumns of my youth. The Botanics are beautiful in the sunshine.
Grandson assiduously creates road layouts in his garden.
Some of them are quite complicated.
Some have road numbers.
Or bus stops.
He's the bus driver. He likes to have a passenger behind him.
Granddaughter L, whose interests are quite other, does a jigsaw while dressed as a pirate, in the company of her daddy.
And I, whose interests are also other, have been getting on with Mr L's railway quilt, or at least the piecing thereof. The big squares made it easy to put together - once I'd redone quite a few of the too-small random four-patch squares generated by the method advocated by Jenny of the Missouri Star Quilt Company. I'm not sure that I'm a great fan of random, but it's interesting.
One day I must do something radical such as - ooh - triangles or even circles (do you think?).