This is Sherlock and the title isn't mine Lestrade said it had to have fourteen in it so he put it on before I could write my bit.
The pond is good and there are already insects and things on the water but we couldn't see anything swimming in it, but it's still a bit cloudy from all the new gravel and everything an Mrs T says we have to be patient because it's winter soon and spring will be the time when everything really wants to move in.
Lestrade and John say I can keep updating and I'll put pictures up too.
Right, now my turn again. Thought today it would be fitting to answer Piplover's question: what is your favorite season? I love autumn, summer and winter, but spring is by far my favorite time of year. What do you love most about your favorite season?
Well, right now, really. Autumn. I love the colours of the leaves, when oranges and browns taking over. I like the crisp air, the mists and fogs that roll in on the river, cutting you off from the rest of the world. When you don't know if you're the only person left on the planet, even though you're in the middle of the city. The hushed sounds, the occasional smell of woodsmoke. I love the crunchy leaves underfoot.
My favourite thing of all is when it's turning to winter and you get really hard frosts. I used to enjoy walking the beat on nightshift when the moon was full. You'd be scuffing down dingy alleys and dirty pavements, then come to a park where the grass was solid with frost, crisp underfoot, each blade frozen, and under a full moon it would seem as if someone had spilled a million diamonds in front of you.
I like bundling up in a lot of clothes, baggy hoodies and layers and it being so cold you go out wearing pyjamas or long johns under your jeans. I like getting lost in my clothes and being warm and wrapped up and then feeling the bite of the freezing air deep in my chest, my breath condensing on my hair.
So, yes, Autumn, going into winter.