Sheffield Squirrels

I asked Captain B for one of the photos he took of the squirrels who still haunt the bungalow garden and bird feeders as they did when our parents were alive. It is also a chance for me to blog my October poem, which I may have blogged before:

OCTOBER IN SHEFFIELD

by me

Leaves so lately green lie on greener grass
On mossy stones the squirrels pass
To deeper shades of grey and green
Into woods where Winter waits
And breathing nearer shakes the trees
Now we start to feed the birds
The squirrel wears her Winter furs.

I spoke to the Flower Lady on Friday and have arranged to see her next week.  We need to pray about this.

What to say about the News?  It does at least continue to demonstrate the truth of everything the Bible warns us about "the world", the current wicked system of things on the earth, and how corrupt and violent it is.

The recent revelations from the posthumous autobiography of Virginia Giuffre reveal just how corrupt the whole system is.

Anyway, I have been doing some Not Home letters this week, telling people about the Kingdom of God, and have some more territory to write to, and hope to start that tomorrow.  I need to pray that more and more people will start to wake up, in the spiritual sense.  And Himself has been out with the lads on another day detectoring. Nothing found, but a nice day out in the fresh air.  

And he is at home today, so will chauffeur me to the Hall - very kindly.  My new eyes do now pass the License plate test - I have tested them - but I don't know if I will ever drive again.  One of the decisions to be made at my age, is this: to decide to stop driving before you have the crash that tells you you should have stopped.

Have I reached that stage?   Something else I need to pray about.   At the moment my car has a problem - a slow puncture, in the tyre we just replaced! - that means I can't drive it anyway.