Swan Feeding

Grey damp old day. I fed the Swans from the river bank onto a heap of old leaves. They soon extracted the grain.
Extras : More Swans. The Cathedral was very dark . I enjoy ed playing with the candle light in the gloom. The sculpture is by an Iranian woman : Mary and child.
A woman came to speak with me in the cafe to admire my sweater. Is something in the air that folk are friendlier at present : we sure need it. Trump terrifies me.