Custard Apple

Sweet Treat this morning. My painful old body got me out of bed at 5am. One advantage was I saw the beautiful new moon in a clear sky ( see 1st Extra ). I felt pleased to get such a clear image and tried to make it the main image but Blip said " wrong size ",  though it was accepted as an extra. 2 and 3 extra's Sparrows and Blue Tit, that I'm always happy to see.

2nd Pilates class this week for me this morning in an attempt to keep protesting legs moving.

Here's the next verse of John Clare's November

Morts are the signs ---- the stone hid toad will croak
And gobbling turkey cock wi noises vile
Dropping his snout flaming as a cloak
Loose as a red rag oer his beak the while
Urging the dame to turn her round and smile
To see his uncouth pride her clothes attack
Sidling wi wings hung down in vapoury broil
And feathers ruffled up oer his back
His Tail spreads like a fan cross wavd wi bars of black