Sunday

So windy, so cold, so close to the feeling that winter is around the corner. I suppose all of November is like that: a constant reminder of what comes next. You think this is chilly? Just you wait!

Feeling rather Novemberish, I sat it out today. Farmhouse stuff. Warm, snuggly farmhouse stuff.

This includes breakfast.






One peek outside... Oh the big crab is losing its leaves so quickly with the wind!

I'm scouting around for Stop Sign who hasn't been around for two days now. I'm guessing she's giving birth to babies somewhere. May they all be safe...





In the afternoon, I press Ed to work with me on our winter lights. We both take this project very, very seriously. It's not that we are driven to decorate for the holidays. Ed surely isn't a holiday kind of guy. But over the years, we have developed this fondness for (a modest amount of) holiday lights. And they must be just so.

We need to replace the porch lights and you would think we are engaged in the illumination of the Eiffel Tower.  These are not bright enough! No, not those either! I would love to include a purple light! This one! Yes, this one! Are you sure? Not sure... Let's check a few more stores....

In the end, as always, we find something we both like. We set up strings of lights around the porch, the door, and the path leading to it. By the time the young family comes to dinner, everything is in place. And I have at least one appreciative little girl here!






Baby Sparrow looks on at this, as on everything else, with eyes wide open.






Oh, babies!






Dinner... new lights in place....






"There's still time for play, isn't there? I'm selling things. Would you like to buy a mouse? A phone?"





A phone, if you insist. But honestly, I need nothing more today.

Sleep well, sweet grandkids, mine, yours, and all others. How I wish you could all sleep well!