Mockingbird Hill Cottage

Mockingbird Hill Cottage

A Foggy Saturday

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Another foggy morning; mysterious, autumn colors, leaves on the ground.

Lovely.

We were going to get our boosters on Monday, but Don remembered that he has an appointment with his retina doctor, which he has already delayed once – and he badly needs a shot – so we rescheduled for Wednesday. We’ll probably get our flu shots the week after. A rare flurry of evening activity as we confirmed with the eye doctor and went online to reschedule our shots.

The completed puzzle. It’s called “The Market” and the cover is from 1957. It has lots and lots of tiny details so it was a challenge. Note the register tape on the left – prices were pretty darned cheap compared to today. I have another one arriving today because…you know…I panic a bit when I don’t have a puzzle on hand. They’re my zen.

I do have a couple of projects on tap for today. Both of them have to do with dolls. More on that later because one of them is a venture into new territory. Gulp.

And we are cleaning the gutters. The porch gutters are full of leaves. (Yes, we’ll be careful. No, we’re not ready to have someone else do it.)

What else? I’m starting – just starting – to think about the Beacon Hill project. I have no idea which way I want to go with it, but painting each room with white paint will give me a clean palette.

Stay safe.

Happy Saturday.

 

Friday Thoughts

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• It rained yesterday and kept on raining all night and now there are thousands of wet leaves on the ground. But the sun is out today and it’s very pretty out there.

• I swear, the best thing on television is the ongoing January 6th Committee hearings. Unbelievably powerful. Yesterday’s hearing did not disappoint. As we all suspected, an incontrovertible case was made that the man-who-shall-not-be-named was behind it all. All of it. It makes me sick to my stomach.

• I’ve started two different books but I’m clearly not in the mood for them. One of them is The Marriage Portrait  by Maggie O’Farrell. Don’t worry, I will  read it because I’m a big fan. I’m just not in the mood for it right now. I need the pace of a mystery, I think, so I’ve started Victim 2117  by Jussi Adler Olsen, a favorite writer.

There’s also a new book from John Connolly that I want to read. It just came out two days ago. November will bring the newest by Michael Connelly and Louise Penny. Good reading ahead! Oh, and the newest Jussi Adler Olsen has been published, as well. Connelly and Penny have new books out every fall, like clockwork. Deborah Crombie, however, takes years between books. How long has it been now? 3 or 4 years? Her newest isn’t coming out until February. But it’s coming and it will be the perfect winter read, of that I’m sure.

• I sometimes contemplate posting 3 or 4 days a week rather than 7, especially on days like today where I really don’t have a whole lot to say and I struggle with coming up with a post. I haven’t made a decision yet but if I did make that change, I would post on set days of the week so you wouldn’t have to wonder when you might hear from me.

Thoughts?

Stay safe.

Happy Friday.

 

 

 

Roses

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Surprise roses from Don. They’re really beautiful! It’s so dark here this morning that I had to resort to lots of editing in order for you to see them. We’re going to have some rain today.

We had a low-key day. Don made an apple pie for our little celebration. We toasted each other with sparkling cider. It was just perfect.

And now, on to 25!

Don’t forget, by the way, that the January 6th Committee hearing is today at 1 pm! We will be watching.

I’m officially done with my coaching now. That’s it until January, when I’m supposed to work with Darko, though that has yet to be worked out. A Man of No Importance  is so inventive, so wonderful and funny and beautifully staged by John Doyle, the director. The cast is excellent. It’s filled with love. It’s one of the best shows I’ve seen in a long, long time.

The dialects aren’t exactly where I’d like them to be, but the director is quite pleased, so that’s good. There’s only so much I can do in the amount of time I’m allotted and that’s something I always struggle with – I want them perfect and perfection is a foolish goal.

Mae found an acorn. She’s wearing a hat made by Hilary of Moshi Moshi Studio in Cornwall, England.

Mae was customized by my friend Natalia of VegaDolls. She is so beautiful – she sort of takes my breath away.

What am I going to do for a background when winter comes along? This setting , on the porch picnic table, has been ideal. Do I want the bleak background of winter? Do I want to stand on the porch, shivering, while I take a picture? I’ll have to experiment and see.

Okay, my friends. Thank you so much for your lovely messages yesterday. I appreciate every one of them. As we were getting ready to go to sleep last night, Don said that he thought our parents would be proud of us, of our 24 years of marriage. He’s right. They would be. I hope they’re smiling down on us as we move into our 25th year of marriage.

Stay safe.

Happy Thursday.

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