The moon is rising… a huge orange ball popping up over the horizon. I can actually see The Man in it smiling at me like a silly, lop-sided jack-o-lantern. The kids have no homework tonight and all the chores are done so they are snuggled up on the couch, wrapped in fluffy throws, bellies full of homemade chocolate chip cookies and cold milk, watching Over the Hedge.
I spent the day at my friend’s playing with Elidh, making cookies and helping her over the mid-week hump. We scrubbed her kitchen from top to bottom and gave the living room a quick tidy. I remember the days when my kids were babies and I would just turn my back for five minutes and the house was totally wrecked. Then, a friend would stop by and keep me company while I got back on top of it all again. It was often the difference between insanity and… not.
My broadband has been acting very, well, narrow again, conspiring against me and my picture uploading endeavours. But last night, with no warning, it decided to co-operate. I have now put up my “The chickens have arrived” pictures and some from Guy Fawkes Night. (see, I’m a month behind!!) Your requests for pictures of the The Barn are duly noted and I will get right onto it, providing the ol’ broadband continues to be my friend.
Guy Fawkes Night
As usual, click the pics for slide show
