Well, tonight I am off to Scotland and England for two weeks, to help my friend Phyllis celebrate the year of her 50th birthday. Poor hubster gets left here with the the cats and the boxes. Pray for him! HAHAHA! I will be sponging off relatives for accommodation for fully half the trip.
In the meantime, I took a couple of photos out the window the other day when it was raining. I'll get some more interesting photos posted after my trip. I plan to drink stout, ingest English chocolate (my favourite), and inhale fish and chips, and several "full Englishes" (greasy breakfast extravaganza!) I will be staying well away from haggis and deep-fried Mars bars. I managed to lose three pounds in the past two weeks, from running up and down stairs with boxes, so I am ready to pack it back on with cream teas! If I get near a computer, you might hear from me.
Here are your pics:
The cornfield next to us, owned by the neighbour way across the street:
The granary, which will one day have my studio on the second floor:
Julius, who adores my office windows, especially when the chipmunks run under them:
Be good while I am gone! Don't do anything I wouldn't do. That gives you a hell of a lot of leeway...