The rain has finally stopped. It was foggy when we went to bed last night and it’s still very foggy at 9 am this morning. It’s very mysterious looking out there – with left over moisture dripping off the trees and plants, spider webs, changing colors., and the fog.
I have a book on my TBR pile about fog – London Fog. Perhaps I should crack it open?
Speaking of books, I have less than 100 pages to go in The Ink Black Heart. I’m sure I’ll finish it today but I’m prolonging the pleasure as long as I can.
Pip is proudly sporting a new beret. I ordered it from a Ukrainian seller on Etsy. It’s beautifully made. This seller is currently living in Germany while the war is going on. I’m trying to do my best to support creators from Ukraine. I’m going to order more of these hats in the future as they’re very modestly priced and gorgeous, to boot!
Pip has a bit of the ‘imp’ about her, as my friend Susannah said yesterday on Instagram. I think that’s the perfect description of her. She’s always contemplating some sort of adventure.
I’m going to miss this background for my photos once winter rolls around. Maybe I’ll venture out there anyway, but the landscape will be bleak. I’ll give it the old college try! Oh, let’s not think of winter yet.
It’s too wet out there to mow today, but hopefully, we’ll get to it tomorrow. And Saturday. And then on Sunday, I’ll head back into the city to watch the final dress rehearsal of the musical.
Stay safe.
Happy Thursday.