domestics

I act as if stunned every morning. Dave has been up for hours and walks in the bedroom and asks how I am and I say "I feel awful, but I'll be OK." 

Now I'm OK. I've been awake for 2 hours. It takes that long. 

So anyway, I don't have time for a lengthy blog as I have to clean. The chundies are arriving on Saturday from Colorado for a week's stay. Woo-hoo!

Yesterday I sorted out the toys and books: first things first. Today it's cleaning. 

Tomorrow I go to London to the abstract expressionism  exhibition at the Royal Academy and then to the ballet at the Royal Opera House. How's that for an injection of culture? (For a republican - small r! small r! -  it occurs to me that I'll be spending an awful lot of time in Royal hangouts.) And I went for a garment from TOAST for those of you who are wondering. It's the kind of thing that will never date and is also fabulous.

Friday it's last minute shopping and cooking.

The busyness is why I am posting photographs today. They are all pictures taken at home or locally in the month of November, though not all this year. I hope you like them.

personnel photos by Isaac
the rest are mine