The Queen of Holland

Not every day you get to reflect on royalty. But the builders are back, later than we thought, but firing on all cylinders.

That’s our bedroom of December days. Stripped of its fragile covering. The stripper turned out to be a guy who ran a bar with brothers in Florence that hosted the Queen of Holland (?) for her breakfast during annual visits to the above said.

God they work hard. And that’s before Florin is on the scene.