My little treat to myself, and experiment, is a lone trip to the little house in the city. Attila cannot get away, except overnight on a Saturday night, so most of his time is taken up with yard maintenance and a little bit of project work, when we visit the little house. I am hoping… Continue reading The Trip
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Iris
Iris on a sunny day. Big excitement here today, a large dead branch fell, from the top of a dead white birch tree, near the house. It didn’t hit anything but the ground, with a mighty thump. Mist didn’t feel the vibration, so maybe it wasn’t exactly earth shattering. But that is my news, here… Continue reading Iris