A quick shot of the house as I walked back up the driveway after retrieving the mail.
Yesterday was a low-key day here at the cottage. I had plans to go outside and do a lot of minor chores on the property. But then…I realized that I was tired, my eyes stung, and allergies were making me feel congested and drowsy. So, I didn’t do any of that. I stayed indoors, read, and did laundry – well, actually, Don did the laundry. I helped on the folding end. He was tired from mowing the day before. We just hung out and it was very peaceful.
I’m just about a hundred pages away from the end of Something to Hide by Elizabeth George. I forgot what a great storyteller she is. Not only that, but she weaves an intricate plot beautifully, always character driven and underscored with great empathy and humanity. I may have to pull one of her previous books out of my TBR pile because I’m definitely in an Elizabeth George mood. I’ve read many, many of her books over the years, but drifted away from them recently. I’m back.
I decided I needed a companion yesterday.
Little Maeve stuck by my side.
Sometimes I just have to muss up her hair:
I love her tiny little freckles.
Okay. I’m running a bit late today.
Stay safe.
Happy Thursday.
