The boxwoods as seen from the porch. I was using my big girl camera yesterday morning.

Then this guy appeared and I took his picture:

He’s awfully cute. I might let him stay around.

Then, after a discussion about our work spaces in our shared office, I started to think that switching the work tables might give me a bigger space. As it was, I could barely move around inside my work “cubicle.” But I wanted Don’s input – we usually figure these things out together. He has a good eye.

He came upstairs and we put our heads together. Then we used our muscles and switched the positions of the long stainless steel table and the sewing table (where Dove Cottage sits.) It took a while as the stainless steel work table is awkward to move. Oh, how I wish we had ripped the carpet out of this room and gone with wood floors! But now, with so much stuff in that space, it would be impossible to remove.

Anyway, as you all know, once this kind of thing is started, things have to be cleaned and dusted and rearranged, so I ended being up in the office for more than a few hours while thunderstorms raged outside.

The framed print is something I’ve had for a long time, and recently rediscovered. It’s just propped there temporarily while I try to decide where to hang it. It’s very like one my grandmother had hanging in one of her bedrooms and I stared at it a lot  when I was a kid.

Sewing/work table here.

Stainless steel table here. (It’s longer than the sewing table, so by putting it here, the cubicle is lengthened and I have more space in which to work.)

And the other side, complete with full trash can.

We both really like this set up. Don remarked that now, when he enters the room, the Beacon Hill isn’t blocking his view, which it was before. I still have some cleaning and organizing to do. We had to rethink where to put Don’s music equipment and all the other STUFF in there, but so far, so good.

Then we ate lunch and I fell asleep for an hour and a half! Very unlike me. Turns out I’m not feeling tip-top – it’s allergy/sinus related – so I’m going to take it easy today.

Thank you for all the loving comments about my sister. She’s in a much better place. I’m very, very proud of her.

Stay safe.

Happy Sunday.