Saturday, September 27, 2014
Repairs and Reflections
The old house is a good place to be.
We're getting ready for winter now, and as we check around for things that need doing, it's funny to find things that I've known needed work for two years or more.
And by funny, I mean not very funny, but still, I reckon it's rather silly to leave things like rain gutters off for a couple of years on a house that needs foundation work and has a cellar that gets damp at all the wrong times of the year.
And there's the boy in constant motion- it's only one out of five photos that's in focus these days, and those that are in focus are usually of his butt or a hand or something.
all over the place, I'm telling you.
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