Dirty Linen

Well, not quite.  It's raining again here but the garden beckoned and it was wonderful out in the gentle rain.

But muddy, of course.  Enroute to the bathroom, it crossed my mind to take a cuppla unusual views of our house.

Here's the view from the bathroom landing.

And here's the bathroom.

I know what you're thinking:  she should clean out the gutters and clean the bath...

Tomorrow.

I'm easily distracted.  Here's the view of the Long Gallery between our house and Royce's.

I'll try to remember to take a photo when Steve is using it as exhibition space.

Steve's birthday

is today - it's 21st November in Australia.  He has produced a shadow man print which he's very pleased with.

While I was away in England and Wales, I realised that I always feel at home when there's a blackbird around.  We have one at River Bank - during the week he flew into my bedroom which gave us both a few anxious moments.  Today he is happy in the jacaranda (if you look very carefully).

Rainy Saturday

I had to go out in the rain to take this photo of my Schwarzkopf (or similar) dripping with diamonds.

Here it is in situ.

This is the wettest, rainiest day we've had for eons.

Note the hollyhocks and jacaranda just coming in to flower.

Here's the back of the house and the moon a cuppla nights ago.

Truly magic.