A bit rainy, but not as much as predicted so far…but there are storms on the way. Tomorrow should be dry. There are lots of leaves to rake; it seems like zillions of leaves dropped overnight. The corral and back forty look messy and you’d never know I mowed those areas two days ago.
Don has a gig in the late afternoon, early evening – happily, it’s not too far away. I’ll get a little time to myself, though I have no plans – just reading, doing laundry, running over to the library to pick up a book that just came in. I’m in the midst of reading Jane Casey’s The Close. She’s a wonderful writer who has a series about Maeve Kerrigan, an Irish/British policewoman. I really love the way she writes. When I requested this book through our library system, there was only one copy. Period. That tells me that not enough Americans know about her. Anyway, I’m grateful that they had a copy and now it’s here with me.
I must admit that I woke up a bit early – not too early, thank goodness – and have been in a funk since I woke up. You know that kind of day? When you are in a bad mood and have no idea why? That’s where I am. Hopefully, I will feel better soon.
So this will be shortish.
The Ferro Sisters. If you could only see their faces close up – the beautiful and detailed painting, the subtlety – FerroDoll is an true artist.
This shelf has become one of my favorite photo locations. The light, the colorful background – you’d think it would be too distracting, but it isn’t – it seems to enhance the beauty of the girls.
Stay safe.
Happy Saturday.