Duncan couldn't stop looking at his reflection last night -- or maybe it was all the pretty lights! We caught him several times, sitting atop a small cabinet in the kitchen, staring into the blank TV screen. He wouldn't even flinch when someone walked by. The lights were on in a different configuration than usual and must have caught his eye. Or else he's a little full of himself! I thought, "He's looking at himself so much, you'd think he had a new sweater!"
Here's the view this morning off my back porch. Our house is perched, literally, on the edge of a ravine -- a small valley, really. It's a gray, hazy, cold morning, but the sun is just beginning to break through.
Mdd finally started to knit a little scarf the other day, and now looked what happened. She was already in bed, I was taking pictures of the cat, surfing the 'net, or answering emails, while her yarn and needles became pet toys. A little bit of a mess -- three balls of yarn entangled and this is what remains of two needles. Looks, to me, like the work of a dog.
While I was sewing up St. Brigid on Sunday -- and watching most of a Project Runway marathon on Bravo (now I'm going to have to watch the finale tonight!) -- DH was busy in the upstairs kitchen. Wow, what a difference to have that "paneling" trimmed off. Next step: change out the electrical devices and then priming and painting. I am certain now that the mushroom/trillium tiles will have to be painted. Originally, we were going to paint this paneling dark green, but I'm thinking lighter, and maybe even a different color.
I think I'm going to lunch and to an antique shop with Mom today. Guess what I'll be wearing!!