The moon last night was spectacular. It lit the whole garden, and for a few brief moments, the wind stopped, and I walked out there, and it was so calm and blue/grey and beautiful. Did I take a photo? No. Sigh. NOW I think of it.
Today the wind is back and it is after 1pm, and the temp is 9C. Not tropical. What a change from a day or two ago.
My wedding dress is now hanging from the rafters in the kitchen. Still drying. Needled Mom has suggested something to remove the coffee stain, so after my visitors have gone, I will try it. And I will retrieve the cradle from under the piano and finish that too. It is going to be hard enough to explain the wedding dress to my friends (who happened to actually be at the wedding. ) The cradle may have been pushing it a little.
I followed Vee's instructions and exported the blog to my computer. Tick that box. I don't know how to do the photos though. Maybe I must just make time, and pop the lot into Blurb or some such place and make the books I keep thinking I should make. But never get round to doing anything about it. There is a pattern emerging here, isn't there. I need to follow through. Finish things. Do what I need to do. Sigh. I am full of great intentions.
The aerial man has yet to show up.
This could be the day when I pop in and out and post about different things. My mind is all over the place. The blanket is finished though! (Photos later)